Without sending a reply Allie grabbed an oddly large sweater from off her night stand, and quickly fled her dormitory room. Upon throwing it on, it didn;t take long to come to the conclusion that the sweater was indeed not hers. It came down past her fingertips, and was at least three sizes to large for her.
"Oh, fuck me.." She murmured to herself, realizing who's garmet it must have been.
With a reluctant sigh, she pressed on to the commonroom, and made her way to the hallway just outside. There, she'd just have to wait.
Barely a minute after having sent out the owl, George popped out from behind one of the tapistries across the hall to the entrance to the Hufflepuff common room, spotting Allie standing there wearing something rather un-Allie-like.
"What's with the shirt?" he asked, raising an eyebrow as he came up to her.
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I haven't been feeling well.
Things have just been complicated.
-Allie
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Alright, that's it. Time for some cheering up.
Get your butt down to that common room of yours, I'm coming to find you.
-George
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"Oh, fuck me.." She murmured to herself, realizing who's garmet it must have been.
With a reluctant sigh, she pressed on to the commonroom, and made her way to the hallway just outside. There, she'd just have to wait.
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"What's with the shirt?" he asked, raising an eyebrow as he came up to her.
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