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pundantic 
Kale had spent loads of time this term laying low, which was sort of the antithesis of his sing loud and proud kinda personality, but it was safer to be subtle. Or as subtle as a Kale could manage. Which meant that he had become really, super into hidden away places. Hooded dudes didn’t know the castle as well as the students did. That, at least, was an advantage for his peers.
So Kale went to one of his usual hiding spots, lookin’ at you treehouse, to have a good daydream about Judy Garland when he happened upon a Tavie. OCTAVIA! Omigod. He kept forgetting. With everything else going on this term, seeing Tavie was like the dopest surprise whenever he caught a glance of her in classes.
And now that they had no hooded dudes to ruin their moment—ugh, buttheads— Kale threw himself at the pile of blankets with a Tavie gooey center. “Octavia!” he squealed.
She didn't SEE him at first. She was too busy reading the notes in the margins of the potions book to fully process that it was Kale in this part of the treehouse with her and not another student passing by. But when he squealed, she knew. She KNEW. That was only a sound Kale could make.
"Kale!" Hehe. She had
just enough time to close her book and give him a little room before he was in the pile of blankets with her. Giggling delightfully, she wiggled around enough to make room for him to squish in RIGHT beside her. "Fancy seeing you here." She didn't give him much time to join her because she was already pulling him into a squishy hug. She MISSED him.