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Week Name/Date/Time: Attack of the Wheezes / Friday March 31st, 2006 / 1:44 PM
Location: Random Corridor
Open To: Adriana
Currently Involving: Noah
Noah was getting a bit tired of all this Spring insanity! Everywhere he turned there was another laughing couple, a first year with his head caught in the bars of the staircase railings, a trail of candies left by some student in a hurry with a hole in his or her pocket. WHERE WAS THE ORDER? There was hardly order at all, and though he and the other prefects seemed to be trying to keep some control over the population of Hogwarts, they simply couldn't be everywhere at once. And Noah was convinced that at least once Troy had joined in with the snogging frenzy. Not that Noah was envious or anything, because he had MCGONAGALL to look forward to! OH BUGGER.
He glanced over at Adriana, scratching his head with a sigh. They'd been paired to do rounds together by the Head Girl, Rylie, and were now aimlessly wandering the corridors. Not knowing what exactly they were looking for at the moment, as there wasn't exactly a curfew students could be breaking, he cleared his throat.
"So... do you suppose we should be... throwing open the doors of linen closets or...?"
Location: Random Corridor
Open To: Adriana
Currently Involving: Noah
Noah was getting a bit tired of all this Spring insanity! Everywhere he turned there was another laughing couple, a first year with his head caught in the bars of the staircase railings, a trail of candies left by some student in a hurry with a hole in his or her pocket. WHERE WAS THE ORDER? There was hardly order at all, and though he and the other prefects seemed to be trying to keep some control over the population of Hogwarts, they simply couldn't be everywhere at once. And Noah was convinced that at least once Troy had joined in with the snogging frenzy. Not that Noah was envious or anything, because he had MCGONAGALL to look forward to! OH BUGGER.
He glanced over at Adriana, scratching his head with a sigh. They'd been paired to do rounds together by the Head Girl, Rylie, and were now aimlessly wandering the corridors. Not knowing what exactly they were looking for at the moment, as there wasn't exactly a curfew students could be breaking, he cleared his throat.
"So... do you suppose we should be... throwing open the doors of linen closets or...?"