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It's raining today. Again. Or, well. Freezing rain. Sleet. Whatever you want to call it. Regardless, it isn't snow, and well. I'm not exactly the most rambunctious of all of my friends, but I love snow as much as any other 15-year-old, thank you very much. I am capable of having fun, despite what James and Sirius might have you think. Just because I don't enjoy running around sticking snow down the backs of people's jackets...honestly.
I... Well. I realize that I haven't written to you nearly as often as they have, so. Maybe you don't even have any idea who I am. Well. Maybe you've heard about me from either James or Sirius, and well. I can tell you that you should really take everything they say with a grain of salt. They can be... Well. Sirius and James, for that matter. I'm almost glad that that virus happened, just to give them some sort of a distraction from tormenting the rest of the student body. And do you know how hard it is to try and enforce discipline and not be a tattle on your friends at the same time? It's ridiculous.
And yes. I realize that the pair of you can read this. And that I'm rambling, with a pen and paper, which is hard to do. And I don't care. I'm bored, I've got nothing on, you're both in class, and it is raining again and James, don't you even dare make a time of the month joke, I very well might hurt you for it.
...I'm just going to go for a walk now, then, shall I? Yeah. Alright.
((OOC note: Remus is being stressed out by school and schoolwork and the weather and his responsibilities as a Prefect and just about everything that he can be, so he's having a bit of a moment, here. All replies are dated to after said walk has happened, and Remus's cooled down a little :'D))
I... Well. I realize that I haven't written to you nearly as often as they have, so. Maybe you don't even have any idea who I am. Well. Maybe you've heard about me from either James or Sirius, and well. I can tell you that you should really take everything they say with a grain of salt. They can be... Well. Sirius and James, for that matter. I'm almost glad that that virus happened, just to give them some sort of a distraction from tormenting the rest of the student body. And do you know how hard it is to try and enforce discipline and not be a tattle on your friends at the same time? It's ridiculous.
And yes. I realize that the pair of you can read this. And that I'm rambling, with a pen and paper, which is hard to do. And I don't care. I'm bored, I've got nothing on, you're both in class, and it is raining again and James, don't you even dare make a time of the month joke, I very well might hurt you for it.
...I'm just going to go for a walk now, then, shall I? Yeah. Alright.
((OOC note: Remus is being stressed out by school and schoolwork and the weather and his responsibilities as a Prefect and just about everything that he can be, so he's having a bit of a moment, here. All replies are dated to after said walk has happened, and Remus's cooled down a little :'D))