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[maroonwhitensea]

[Raivis is running down a corridor, broomstick over his shoulder, and asking (rather yelling) everyone whom he comes across if they want to have a quidditch match. Over the forest. Just because it is forbidden to get in there.]

He, isn't the weather great today? There's no way someone could sit inside like this and do their homework!

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when this is all over she'll be apologizing so much

[bodycollector]

If by "great" you mean freezing cold, then sure, the weather's "great".

I've gotta agree about not wanting to do homework, though. I'll play you, but I'm only giving one warning - I'll grind you into dust.

XDDDD Raivis, too. But that's bzns as usual.

[maroonwhitensea]

Oh I've seen waaaaay worse weather. Only wimps complain about weather!

You can never beat the awesome me! But you are always welcome to try, I'll show you!

[bodycollector]

Just try it.

[maroonwhitensea]

Hey, you're a whimp or what? Get outside, too!

[bodycollector]

Unlike you, I have patience.

[maroonwhitensea]

Patience is boring, c'mon!

[bodycollector]

Coming, coming.

[maroonwhitensea]

Okay, we'll be down at the field!

Do you want some butterbeer, too?

[bodycollector]

If I wanted any I'd get it myself.

[maroonwhitensea]

Then get me some, too! You can never have enough.

[bodycollector]

Don't be ridiculous. I never claimed to be getting any.

[maroonwhitensea]

Why not?!

[bodycollector]

Even if I was getting any of your little kiddie juice boxes, I wouldn't give them to you.

[maroonwhitensea]

Hey, that's unfair! Why?