Jan 11, 2007 23:14
Melanie was not happy.
In fact, Melanie was very unhappy. Because that morning, Melanie had woken up with a head cold. A very bad head cold. The kind that starts with a stuffy nose and doesn't stop until you feel as if your head is threatening to explode and something is attempting to rip its way out of your throat. And the fact that it really wasn't even cold enough outside yet to be suffering from such a gruesome illness made matters that much worse.
So no. Melanie was not happy at all.
After having had a hellish time shuffling around to her classes for the better part of the day, she had given up on even attending dinner and being faced with yet another culinary monstrosity. Instead she retreated back to the Slytherin common room, curling up an arm chair right by the fire with a heavy blanket, a cup of tea, and a shiny new fashion magazine (though she certainly didn't fit the part of the fashionista in her old ripped jeans and drabby gray sweatshirt, but to hell with anyone who dared to point that out.)
ooc: Slytherins! One of you guys better get your booties into this post! Pronto!
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*LOVES* ♥