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[buff_hufflepuff]

*in an empty classroom, staring at the wall*

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[bubbly_bertha]

*walks in hoping to have some alone time, sees him and stops in her tracks*

Hey, Amos.

[buff_hufflepuff]

Hi.

[bubbly_bertha]

Is something wrong?

[buff_hufflepuff]

I think.

[bubbly_bertha]

Oh? Am I allowed to ask what it is?

[buff_hufflepuff]

Things aren't going well. *small, nervous/strained laugh* I think I'm depressed... or getting sick. Or something.

[bubbly_bertha]

With Marlene? *looks kinda worried* Depressed? Have you been to see Pomfrey? She can probably check for that kind of thing.

[buff_hufflepuff]

That and Amelia and... I really have no bloody idea. I just feel shitty.

*massages his temples*

Yeah, maybe I should.

[bubbly_bertha]

If it helps I don't feel all that great either.

*goes to sit on a desk*

Probably.

[buff_hufflepuff]

No, it just makes me feel worse. What's up?

[bubbly_bertha]

Oh. Eh, well, at least I can say I tried to cheer you up.

*shrugs*

Everything.

[buff_hufflepuff]

Fuck, I'm sorry.

*nudges her*

But I saw you and Sturgis having some fun the other night. Watch out for him.

[bubbly_bertha]

Yeah. Me too.

*nudges back and blushes*

Just harmless flirting.

[buff_hufflepuff]

*smirks*

Okay, the next time I flirt with someone I'll be sure to swap spit with them.

[bubbly_bertha]

*turns even redder*

I was drunk.

[buff_hufflepuff]

Ohhhhh, and that makes everything better. He's been around, you know.