A Poop * k8 *
There was LOTS of emotion, Paul was excited, and when he saw Meredith, HE WAS BOUNCE BOUNCE BOUNCINGGGGGG POSITIVELYYYYYYY. "Oh my WORD MEREDITH!" he ATTACKED HER with a bear hug. "You look wonderful!" he smiled all big. "Like my PONCHO?" he had worn for this occasion especially! Welcome Ilvermorny! Paul could cut the tension with a SPOON and slurp it up like jello and STILL! He was excited, even if Regina was behaving weirdly. "Your counterparts are grumpy. They just need some food eh?" And he started walking towards ...wherever they were going. He ASSUMED Great Hall, but he could have been wrong. "We have to catch up!"
Welcome, Americans! United States-ians! Howdy Y'ALL. Paul could say the word yALL ALL HE WANTED NOW. YALL YALL YALL. Even if his accent permitted the word to sound ridiculous. "TO THE CASTLE EVERYONE!"
...And for the kid who had to urinate. "YES Derf is the perfect one to escort him!" he grinned. "FIVE points, Derf, for being a helpful little bugger!" and he ruffled the kid's hair. Much distraction. What was EVEN HAPPENING WHO KNEW MOXLEY WAS HERE.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." 
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |