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Originally Posted by
snelly0217
Maybelle walked into the common room, looking for someone to talk to could be difficult. But, never-the-less she found Isobel. Walking over to her she sat down.
"Bonjour Isobel." Maybelle said happily. She really wanted to be nice this year...
for some reason.
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Originally Posted by
Michael White
Giving a wave from his fat chair " hey Isobel we grabed some junk from the kitchen and are trying to get a bit of a shin dig going are you up for it " tossing her a bottle of butter beet to see if her Quiditch quick reflexes would kick her back in to the here and now
Isobel looked up and saw Maybelle talking to her. Bonjour? Maybelle was not French, she didn't deserve to say Bonjour, that's what Isobel always said.
"Hola Maybelle," she said with a small smile, it was all she could muster in the middle of her mini panic attack.
And when Mikey threw something at her she screeched and hit it out of the air with her hand. Then she looked at it and was glad it was closed. She smiled sheepishly and picked it up.
"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention." Yeah, she had been having a mini panic attack.