 The REAL Sorting Hat: "Ravenclaw!" This monkey is bananas.
Ari picked up the servette and placed it on her lap. She knew this part, as she had to go to a few of thge 'important' meetings with her mother and her husband. She perked up at the mention of formal dinner though and tilted her head, ignoring the itch that was starting behind her knee. She couldn't help but smile at the thought of William doing this. Picturing him sitting there like a little man and behaving himself. Well she couldn't let the little snicker from escaping her mouth.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAH ARI!!!
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