~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
To the Swamp!
Ahhh! The stench was even stronger here. Adi wrinkled his nose for the millionth time. Maybe by the end of tonight when they were done with this little activity, he'd have a permanent new facial expression. Hmph.
Making notes about the Swamp? Yup, the fifth year was doing just that. He paused midway in drawing his swamp when Maddox asked about what lived in there. Uh... what? Adi had never really thought about that. "What they said,'' he waved a vague hand in his fellow students' direction, "usually live in swamps but I don't think this one has crocs or gators.'' RIGHT?
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