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Jess: -Sleep talking- Goddamn teapots. Never any big ones... Bandit: -Smirks, filling the teachers drawer with milk and putting it's contents in...
(You know you can't ban him unless he actually did something wrong, not just because you feel like it?You might want to re read the part of the...
Green tea.
(,_, You can have depression from 13. It's a medical illness. .-. You can get it from younger then 13 even...Not saying Sam has it though.)
(*Making popcorn* :3)
( I see a bromance coming.@Nick/Jack and RhyAnd Sam. Good for apoligising. )
Some of you have big anger issues...
Thanks.
19 December, 2007 3 years. 3 bitter ****ing years. Yet nothings changed...I miss father, but when I consider it, could his death of been his own...
Not my best update, but meh...
Kidz bob?
Oh, nvm.
Can you be more specific? My brain is simple. >.>
Jess: -Drifts off to sleep- Bandit: -Smirks, shutting the classroom door- Time to mess up whoevers classroom this is next lesson -Takes her wand...
Jess: -Sits on an armchair, near a fire- Bandit: -Notices an empty classroom. Sneaks in-
Jess: -Reads for a bit, then goes back into the main common room area- Bandit: -Walking through the school-
Cool hair.
Bump!
Sounds like uh, an interesting wedding...
Jess: -Sits on top of her bed and finishes classwork which she forgot about- Bandit: -Yawns softly and straightens her robes-