Hannibal was not built for cold weather. Sure, he didn't mind but he'd much preferred it to be warm and sunny rather than incredibly cold and insanely snowing. He remembered days like this from last year and he wasn't any better prepared this year. Staying in bed had merit but it was still cold so he'd come down to the common room, bundled in
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She'd been crying most of yesterday, and while she'd actually had a good night's sleep, she still looked like she'd had a rough time lately. She hoped the dim lighting would hide it. She didn't want questions; she just wanted company. And some sort of noise around her, instead of silence. She fucking hated silence.
"Cookies?" she wondered aloud, wandering in and spotting Hannibal.
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She came closer. "There room on that couch? And cookies for sharing?"
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Not really by that much. Don't be a baby, Puck.
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Obvious question is obvious.
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