A Poop * k8 *
Stupid PJs. Stupid Christmas. STUPID sleepover. Aboli couldn't express just how glum she was right now. She missed her parents like crazy, and she missed Liam even more. Christmas was going to be so FUN with him...the presents and watching him unwrap them would have been the cutest thing. She had his present packed in her trunk, too....the thought of what she was missing at home - and how awful her parents probably felt, too - was enough to make her feel ill.
So it was with this attitude AND an upset stomach that Aboli entered the Great Hall, her misery clearly on her face as she did so. Could she sit in a corner and curl up and sleep like, forever? Because she wanted to. For some reason, she spotted Missa and Jillian and went to stand by them until more people got there. She didn't greet them. She didn't greet anyone, not even Trent.
All she could do was rub her stomach and lean on whatever was around. Also, there was a lot of groaning under her breath.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." 
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |