Post by Cassie Lewis on Mar 23, 2012 6:34:24 GMT -5
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If you see a blue cat running around, DON'T EAT IT! Apparently it's Seb's pillow or some shit - all I know is that he had it at breakfast, I accidentally enchanted it and a fourth year ran after it with a fork and a salt shaker.
Apparently this doesn't qualify as a letter (fuck you, Nicola I thought it was a fabulous letter, but apparently it's not good enough) and I'm meant to give you some well wishes and inquire about your health, or some shit like that.
So, uh, you still alive? I hear it's helpful, being alive - saves Rox from being a necrophiliac, I suppose. Less good for the Quidditch team, but whatever.All we have to do to win is get someone unrelated to flash Potter, all good On the note of being a necrophiliac, apparently Peeves told Dom that you've been fucking all over the school. She wasn't impressed - nor am I, that's so unhygienic! Did you think about the poor elves that have to sanitise your sexcapade spots? No, didn't think so. I have clearly been hanging out with Seb too long I cannot believe I just said 'sexcapade' oh my Godric
Uh, hope you don't contract TB, (that's well wishes, right?) and uh… the weather's quite fine today, yeah? Shame we're all stuck inside, today's a bloody good day to fly (though, flying any day is fun).
Seb's fucking mad, by the way. He keeps proposing when there are girls about that all give me death glares. You'd think he'd learn that he's less likely to get shagged by walking cleavages if they think he's engaged (they're stupid enough to) but nope, he doesn't seem to have thought of that, yet. Actually, that reminds me - next time you see him, remind him that procreation in the library is sacrilege to his books. Hopefully, that'll keep him from doing it in the library.
Cheers. Many happy returns. Have fun with Rox. Oh, you're legal now, ay? Chlo was talking about it a while ago. Happy belated birthday and jizz. You can have Albus Potter all to yourself as a present - aren't you lucky?!
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((ooc: she's mental, I'm sorry.))
If you see a blue cat running around, DON'T EAT IT! Apparently it's Seb's pillow or some shit - all I know is that he had it at breakfast, I accidentally enchanted it and a fourth year ran after it with a fork and a salt shaker.
Apparently this doesn't qualify as a letter (
So, uh, you still alive? I hear it's helpful, being alive - saves Rox from being a necrophiliac, I suppose. Less good for the Quidditch team, but whatever.
Uh, hope you don't contract TB, (that's well wishes, right?) and uh… the weather's quite fine today, yeah? Shame we're all stuck inside, today's a bloody good day to fly (though, flying any day is fun).
Seb's fucking mad, by the way. He keeps proposing when there are girls about that all give me death glares. You'd think he'd learn that he's less likely to get shagged by walking cleavages if they think he's engaged (they're stupid enough to) but nope, he doesn't seem to have thought of that, yet. Actually, that reminds me - next time you see him, remind him that procreation in the library is sacrilege to his books. Hopefully, that'll keep him from doing it in the library.
Cheers. Many happy returns. Have fun with Rox. Oh, you're legal now, ay? Chlo was talking about it a while ago. Happy belated birthday and jizz. You can have Albus Potter all to yourself as a present - aren't you lucky?!
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((ooc: she's mental, I'm sorry.))