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[chasemearound]

I'm moving.

After about a million generations of Smiths living in the run-down house I am occupying now (okay, not a millon--whatever, choose some odd number, go ahead), my father has decided that in lieu of my mother leaving us behind (and no, I don't want to talk about it--not like anyone will want to talk to me about sensitive subjects anyway),

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[_susie_bones_]

I'm sorry about your mother, Smith.

And I know we weren't the best of friends at school, but, if you'd like, I'm open for getting tea sometime. Catch up. Sit and stare at each other. Pick at our nails. Whatever.

[chasemearound]

It's...fine. I mean. I'm over it. Maybe. I don't know.

And that sounds alright. We'll get in touch, I have to move in and all that annoying shit first.

[_susie_bones_]

Well after you get the "annoying shit" out of the way, owl me.

We can talk about how you're over it when we meet for tea. I'm quite a good listener. I promise.

[chasemearound]

I will. And it is annoying, moving. Packing. Blah.

I'll take your word for it.

[__prefectgirl]

Ottery St. Catchpole is where Ron... I mean where the Weasley's live.

I'm sure you have plently of people to talk to about sensitive subjects, Smith.

[chasemearound]

Oh. Er. Okay, then. Anyone else?

Not really, Granger. There is a limited amount of people.

[_batbogeyhex_]

Oh. Are you on the north, or the east side? We live on the east side, just out of the village. You could come over of an afternoon, if you'd like, and I can show you around. Or you could try to play Quidditch with my brothers.

If you get bored enough.

[chasemearound]

I think I'm up north. I have to unpack, so I don't know when I'm going to be out and about. Thanks for the offer, though. I'll let you know, I guess.

Your brothers will eat me alive. I don't think so.

[doogevol_anul]

My dad and I live in Ottery St. Catchpole.

[chasemearound]

It seems alot of people do. I hadn't known.

[__hannah_abbott]

Good luck with moving. You seem to be moving to a location quite close to the Weasleys, and oh, Luna. It seems you'll be having an interesting summer, Smith.

Sorry about your mother, too. I know the feeling of well, not having a mother anymore. I know Susan has already offered to give you a talking to about "sensitive subjects", but you can always owl me if you need a listener.