Multi-Pup! Deity help us all.
For all that it's summer, it's still Scotlandish, and evenings are still chilly.
So Sam's sprawled out on a rug in front of the fire, spinning magic for Shreddie (who is still very much a kitten, over a year since Sam rescued him) to chase.
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An eighteen-year-old Minerva is watching them; she's sitting up very straight in a comfy chair with a cup of licorice and slippery elm tea, attempting to study. But it's much more fun to watch the young man and the kitten over the top of her huge Self-Transfiguration For Experts textbook.
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Molly, on the other hand, has given up altogether on studying. She's sitting in the Viewing Window with her usual blackcurrant-and-sparkles milkshake, watching the universe end. Her shiny silver Security badge can be seen pinned to her bunnyhat.
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Edna Mode, whom you'd think this mun would have realised not to EP in group posts by now, is sitting at the bar with a bright blue cocktail that's taller than she is. She's sipping it delicately through a straw and chunnering to herself as she works.
(Please don't ask how she got onto the barstool. You really don't want to know.)
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And Dean Thomas is lounging on a couch, picking at a plate of chips and wondering if Seamus is about. And up for conversation with anyone else, while he's wondering.
[Tinytags: Dean Thomas, Pomona, Klara Prast]
So Sam's sprawled out on a rug in front of the fire, spinning magic for Shreddie (who is still very much a kitten, over a year since Sam rescued him) to chase.
~
An eighteen-year-old Minerva is watching them; she's sitting up very straight in a comfy chair with a cup of licorice and slippery elm tea, attempting to study. But it's much more fun to watch the young man and the kitten over the top of her huge Self-Transfiguration For Experts textbook.
~
Molly, on the other hand, has given up altogether on studying. She's sitting in the Viewing Window with her usual blackcurrant-and-sparkles milkshake, watching the universe end. Her shiny silver Security badge can be seen pinned to her bunnyhat.
~
Edna Mode, whom you'd think this mun would have realised not to EP in group posts by now, is sitting at the bar with a bright blue cocktail that's taller than she is. She's sipping it delicately through a straw and chunnering to herself as she works.
(Please don't ask how she got onto the barstool. You really don't want to know.)
~
And Dean Thomas is lounging on a couch, picking at a plate of chips and wondering if Seamus is about. And up for conversation with anyone else, while he's wondering.
[Tinytags: Dean Thomas, Pomona, Klara Prast]