Note 47

[bingotothat]

You know, studying has gotten to be rather boring.

[Some ink drops here as she considers what to write next.]

...What's up with all of you? Anyone feel like talking?

Comments

[sticktokicks]

I'll talk, sure. You okay, Botan?

[bingotothat]

Yeah, I'm all right. I'm just a little sick of school and want to go home. What about you, Chie?

[sticktokicks]

Tell me about it...I don't want to do exams. And I'm still sore about the Quidditch game, myself.

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[bingotothat]

Besides the exams, I'm kinda sick of seeing certain people, too.

[bingotothat]

...Yeah. That was an awful game. I don't know what was the matter with everyone.

[sticktokicks]

Oh yeah? Who?

It was stupid. I let too many in. Don't wanna talk about it.

[bingotothat]

I've been...fighting with Alfred, that's all.

No, you didn't, it's not your fault at all. It would have been just fine if everyone else was awake and they didn't catch the snitch.

[sticktokicks]

Oh...are you okay? If he did something stupid, tell me, he won't do it again!

I know it wasn't my fault, but I could have done better.

[bingotothat]

Nothing stupid in particular I'm just tired of his antics when it comes to girls and he doesn't seem to realise he's a self-centred brat.

Could have been worse. You could have somehow mistaken a bludger for a quaffle.

[sticktokicks]

Yeah...I like Alfred, but I still think he needs some sense beat into him.

At least I wasn't that guy. But that's not really saying a lot.

[bingotothat]

He needs counselling is what he needs. But no, nothing's wrong with him, everyone else has the problem and--

You know what, let's talk about something else, I'm getting angry.