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Originally Posted by the ravenclaw hiding under the table
Looking at him seriously, pondering what the boy had just said. I guess that's true...but, Meredith was a student... Searching the boys face, he realizes the boy must have been sorted, since he's sitting at a table, and not under it, like JD was.
"It might sa...ummm never mind." he wasn't going to tell that to anyone, because nope, he was NOT a crybaby. Warily looking toward the front, he wonders if that hat might still tell everyone that.
"Say what, that you're a tosser and ought to go home?" Arrick snorted again. "Y'might be lucky. The hat's stupid, it's supposed to put you somewhere in this room, that's what it does. I ernt think it's programmed to toss anyone out."
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Originally Posted by sherbertsnitch
“Oh come on Arrick smile it’s not that bad. Tell me about your self...where are you from?” Abigail figured she may as well try and get this boy out of his shell.
Oh, how he HATED icebreakers. Arrick seriously considered sticking a big plaque on his head that said who he was, where he was from, and what flavor ice-cream he liked best.
"How'd'you know it's not bad," Arrick grumbled, "Y'haven't even
seen the rest of this place. Or read that dodgy newspaper. Whomever wrote in it thought this place ernt safe."