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"Cutty.." Benzi repeated the name thoughtfully. "Do you like to cut stuff or something?" he asked, genuinely curious as to how someone came across a name like Cutty. That thought process was cut short though as the topic returned to the girl from the boats and he desperately tried, and failed, to remember where she'd been sorted. He would hardly remember his own sorting was it not for the fact that he hasn't recognised his own name when called.
Uncle Jake would probably find that funny.
"It's good! Lots of smart people and there's this awesome view from my dorm," Benzi stated proudly, feeling the Ravenclaw pride despite being in the house for such a short time. But that was the norm here right? School and house pride? Kids were really into it.
Glancing at the girl, Benzi couldn't help a snort at Cutty's words. "Girls are weird everywhere man.. Here we just have to live with 'em too," Benzi lauged and shook his head, then reached for the milk to pass to the older girl.
"Dunno what green stuff Cutty'a drinking but the milk's all right," he shrugged, wondering what drink was such a weird shade of green, but didnt ask for the fear that it might be medicine or something. Benzi didn't want to know everyone's problems.
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