 astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf
For the record, absolutely none of this was fun. It negative fun. It would be more fun watching paint dry or grass grow. At least with grass one could administer, or try to administer, a Gardening Charm to it and make it all go faster. This was torture to the umpth degree...and he still wasn't quite sure how it was Remy had got him here.
Save for the obvious, of course. She had a rather solid grip on him and he was not in the mood for confrontation today.
Even though...liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiterally everything about this dance gave him sweaty palms, bouts of nausea, and a developing vestiphobia with specifics to fancy dress. Remy did not receive a smile, by the way, but rather the sort of forlorn look one might expect on a cruppy who was being denied a biscuit and felt as nervous as a kneazle in a room full of rocking chairs. "...I think we need to take a closer look at how you prioritize fun..." he whispered to her as he gave the room a glance over. A glance that only served to solidify the feel that he was immaculately out of place here - maybe minus Jude since there was sort of a neutral vibe there.
Still, he made no effort to get away from his friend (he had already made his attempts back in the common room and in another corridor to no avail) and took a seat beside her...and then gave the headmaster a pleading sort of glance. Underway AND away, far far away, soon?
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