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Demeter Rookwood. I'm a seventh year Ravenclaw. And yes, THAT Rookwood is my father. Bash him and I bash you. Got it, got it.My Best Friend's Charlie Chang and yes that ginger Nickie - Katie's not to bad either. And yes, I'm dying.
Anyone around?
For now.
Why does my mind have to win over my heart?
You’re a Ravenclaw, I think it’s kind of one of your infallible principles.
Not the point Dem.
..I didn’t say that.
Katie walked the familiar path from the kitchens to the hospital wing-it seemed she was constantly bringing her friends something actually edible. The brownies were hovering a few inches in front of her, heat coming off them in waves. She almost just wanted to find a secluded corridor and eat the lot, but she would be a good person and actually give them to Demeter like she promised. She shoved open the door and placed the brownies in front of Demeter with a smile. “You look settled in,” she remarked.
“I outta be, I’ve been in here for weeks.” Demeter laughed. “They smell really good.” Demeter smiled and the rod containing the medicine went through the I.V. closer to her, so she wouldn’t yank the I.V out. “Thanks, for coming. Not many people would, I’m not exactly liked.”
I’m sick of the shit they give me here.
Well, I’m sick anyway.. but you get it.
Of course. Sweets or salty or like a meal?
BLESS YOU. I really don’t give a fuck, I just need something not fed through a tube.
Mmkay, brownies it is!
I’ll be by in a bit, they’re almost done.
Ohh, yay!
On my way!
Okay!
Why does my mind have to win over my heart?
Because you’re smart - and I don’t mean that as a swing at Dominique. You don;t want your heart broken, so you aren’t going to go straight into it.
I’m sick of the shit they give me here.
Well, I’m sick anyway.. but you get it.
Of course. Sweets or salty or like a meal?
BLESS YOU. I really don’t give a fuck, I just need something not fed through a tube.
Mmkay, brownies it is!
I’ll be by in a bit, they’re almost done.
Ohh, yay!
I’m sick of the shit they give me here.
Well, I’m sick anyway.. but you get it.
Of course. Sweets or salty or like a meal?
BLESS YOU. I really don’t give a fuck, I just need something not fed through a tube.
I’m sick of the shit they give me here.
Well, I’m sick anyway.. but you get it.
That’s bullshit.
