 A Poop * k8 *
Scottie nodded at the man. "Thank you," he shrugged and crossed his arms, trying to look nonchalant. "I'll keep that in mind. If I'm ever down that way." He didn't look at Conley as he spoke.
Right.
He hadn't noticed the matching lapel pin, but he figured if the man was going to speak with Fletchy, he might be friendly and not a foe. No matter. He had needed that in order to feel caaaalm and in order again.
And now he really did have his actual job to do -_-
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Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |