 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
Tom frowned and frowned.. and then frowned some more.
Gal looked sortah.. frightened?
*frown*
Tom really had no clue how others perceived him. His lack of grace.. his mere accent and facial expressions alone could seem intimidating. But he couldn't help it either, could he? He was a product of what his parents and the environment he had grown up in had shaped him to be.
And he wasn't about to change..
He looked at the girl for a moment longer and then carelessly shrugged his slouched shoulders. “Dun' mattah.” He replied, deciding it was travelling by floo that had made her nervous and not him. Or.. maybe she was one of these purebloods who hadn't seen a muggle before. Freddie had told him all about those.
“Wotcha fink of tha'?” He jabbed a slumpy finger at the poster on the wall. “You plannin' on checkin' it ou'?”
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