09-07-2010, 05:02 PM
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| Mooncalf
Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Robertser Gryffindor Seventh Year | Ern's Walmart Greeter
Jayce had been roaming the school for a couple of hours now. He wasn't sure what to do. But he needed to find Trixie. He missed her a whole lot. But of course, he couldn't find her. With a sigh, and shuffling his feet along the way, he approached the second floor corridor. He stared down at his shuffling feet and shoved his hands into his pockets, clearly upset, and began the trek down the corridor not paying any attention what so ever as to where he was going.
__________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________  _____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine __________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e |
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