Molly, her things freshly stowed in her dorm, had wandered out and about. She'd put on her workout clothes--old sweats, a T-shirt of Theo's, and mismatched Converse--and tied her hair up with a shoelace. Her samurai sword was slung across her back, and she was searching for someplace out of the way to practice with it.
Sounds like there's a party going on in there.
She'd come across an open door--to what, she had no idea; this place was like a giant maze--and, despite the Narrator, despite her twitchiness, stuck her head in.
"Hello?" she called, taking in the crowd--it looked like another common room, possibly Ravenclaw, judging by the colors. "Maid service! You want fresh laundry?"
"I like cheesy things." He said, an image of cheese doodles popping in his mind. "But hey, the sword thing is pretty cool. It might come in handy what with giant lizards and evil wizards roaming the school. And no, I don't count as either." He shook his head, taking a drink.
Sounds like there's a party going on in there.
She'd come across an open door--to what, she had no idea; this place was like a giant maze--and, despite the Narrator, despite her twitchiness, stuck her head in.
"Hello?" she called, taking in the crowd--it looked like another common room, possibly Ravenclaw, judging by the colors. "Maid service! You want fresh laundry?"
Nice intro, nutjob, the Narrator snorted.
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"So how'd you end up here? Any clue?"
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