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[uniquemiscreant]

So. Crabbe lost a few pounds. Why is everyone making such a big deal of this? I grew my hair a little longer. Want to say something about that?

And please, Boot, stop thinking about my Tracey's body. It's degrading to women and makes you look unintelligent. Well, you already were, but it just makes you look worse than before.

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[tra_cey_davis]

A few pounds? Come on.

...Your Tracey? Well, then. That's an interesting title. But don't blame him, it's not his fault that all his thoughts are publicly announced. He's not usually like that.

[uniquemiscreant]

Yes, a few pounds. You just didn't notice before because you didn't care. Girls are quite shallow.

My Tracey? Did I say that? Hm.

He shouldn't let his thoughts be publicly announced. Besides, it's an annoyance to everyone.

[tra_cey_davis]

What ever you say, Theo.

Yes, you did, and it's too late to take it back now.

Well you don't have to worry about it anymore. It's finally over.

[uniquemiscreant]

It's never too late.

Over? Really? Excellent.

[tra_cey_davis]

Actually, it is too late. I'm already fond of the title.

Yes. You can stop grinning at any time now.

[uniquemiscreant]

Fond of it? Wonderful. I'm not getting you fluffy pink stuffed animals, just for the record.

Me? Grinning? What would make you say that?

[tra_cey_davis]

That's alright. I can think of a few things I'd rather get from you instead.

I can see you grinning all the way from the other side of the room, darling.

[uniquemiscreant]

I can't.

Darling?

I don't grin. I smirk

[tra_cey_davis]

I'll give you a hint then. Look at the entry right underneath this one for an idea of what I'm talking about.

Yes, darling.

Of course you don't. You have that bad boy look to uphold.

[uniquemiscreant]

I have homework to do.

Fine.

I'm a bad boy now?

[tra_cey_davis]

Did he just turn me down... for... homework!?

Do your homework later. VERY later.

Of course you are. Always were.

[uniquemiscreant]

Fine. What should I do instead, I wonder? Perhaps I'll read a book.

I like being the bad boy.

[tra_cey_davis]

You're not funny. At all.

You will not be reading a book!

[uniquemiscreant]

And what will I be doing, darling?

[tra_cey_davis]

Use your imagination, dearest.

Don't make me say it on here... Millie would have a fit.

[uniquemiscreant]

We're... going to a bookstore?