 Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up
Well, yes. It does go without saying that the loss of one's appetite didn't simply apply to dogs. But not all instances of appetite loss meant ageing, right? It could probably mean simply not being in the mood to eat. That happens. Maybe he should've specified that when he shared his answer, but all Drewett did was smile sheepishly and nod in response. Professor Nostredame was right about that.
The seventh year had being writing something down on his notes when they were told to cover their ears. His eyes as wide and reminiscent of the eyes emoji, Drewett looked up to see the jobberknoll looking all strange. It was enough for him to raise his hands and place them tightly over his ears. Maybe he should close his eyes too because he didn't think he wanted to witness a magical bird's death. Or any death at all.
Instead of shutting his eyes entirely, Drewett looked down to his lap as he tried not to feel panicky over perhaps the most terrifying scream he's ever heard. Was that music? Music? It was kind of scary, but beautiful. Scarily beautiful. And.....let's be real, when a jobberknoll was dying, the last thing he'd expect for its scream to include would be laughter. It was creepy. Drewett cringed a little, still looking to his lap and keeping his hands over his ears. He wasn't even sure now, but he just felt all the creeps.
__________________ When all is going wrong and you're scared as hell..._________________________
_____________________...Maybe a hundred bad days made a hundred good stories |