Dec 11, 2006 23:20
I am not happy. My favorite brooch disappeared, and there's no trace of it to be found. I know a certain third year who's been eyeing it, too, and when I get my hands on her, she's going to be extremely sorry.
Unless my brooch shows back up in my dormitory by tomorrow evening. Then I might possibly be forgiving.
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