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[ali__cat]

There will be no paperwork.

No, I'm not saying that I don't have anymore to do, rather I am declaring that my brain is thus refusing to cooperate and instead I'm going in search of chocolate and/or ice cream.

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[the_antifrancis]

None at all? A complete strike against anything in the written form? How am I ever going to get anything done with you on strike?

[ali__cat]

I never said I am planning to keep you from your work.

However now that you mention it......

[the_antifrancis]

Just knowing that you aren't working makes me not want to work. It's a contageous act you are suggesting. Maybe I should hide the chocolate and/or ice cream. Bwahaha work can commence!

[ali__cat]

If you dare touch the chocolate or the ice cream I will get you back.

Just remember I know where you sleep. And I also know that you wouldn't wake up for an explosion the size of London.

[fierygryffindor]

Is that even possible? Won't you have a constant nagging of knowing that you have work to be done?

[ali__cat]

No actually, not when there's sugar in my system. And the amount of work I've done today is more than I think I did in months at school.

[fierygryffindor]

Well....

I suppose if that works for you.

[ali__cat]

I'm three months from being a fully certified Auror so I would say it's worked just fine!

[master_padfoot]

If you happen to need popcorn, I'll be right over.

[ali__cat]

Excuse me Sirius.

What are you talking about?

[master_padfoot]

Are you aware that everyone else can read what you write about in your journal?

More specifically, what you are writing about to a one, Mr. Longbottom ?

[ali__cat]

.......

Please tell me you're kidding.