Second Floor Common Room - Sunday Afternoon

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Kara settles down for a lazy Sunday in the second floor common room to watch the Olympics.

Her Quick Quotes Quill from Professor Skeeter floats nearby over a notebook, ready to begin writing.

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"Writing something? It's a project for Journalism. Professor Skeeter gave them to us," Kara replies. "Don't worry about it."

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"Writing what?" Anders leans over to try and see what the quill is writing. "This better not be about me."

He gets distracted by the commercials. "Okay, seriously? This Visa commercial gets on my last damn nerve."

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Kara pulls the notebook away from Anders. "It won't be anything horrible," she says.

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"Better not be," he replies, his gaze drifting back to the TV. "Aw, that commercial with the baby pony was cute. Is there gonna be any more snowboarding? Like, with the hot girls?"

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"I think the snowboarding events are over," Kara replies.

After spending a harrowing time with them, it has become clear that Samuel T. Anders and Veruca Cally are dirty, filthy little children who are a detriment to society. They should be locked up in Azkaban where society will be spared their deviant behaviours!

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"Damn," he says. "That, what do they call it, picture skating or whatever is boring. I like the speed stuff though. And the skiing where they do the jumping tricks. Pants aren't as hot, though."

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"Picture skating? I don't think that's right," she murmurs. "The one where they ski over little hills? Yeah, that was pretty cool."

Irrational obsession pants still unwavering. Our esteemed reporter fears for her own pants.

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"Whatever. The dance-y sort of skating. That bores me." Anders shrugs. "And yeah, the one with the little hills that look sort of like breasts. Also the one with the really, really long jumps off the steep hill, but that's not quite as exciting as the, um, boob-skiing."

He casts a suspicious sidelong glance at Kara's notebook, but he can't read it from here.

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"Boob skiing?" Kara gives him a look and rolls her eyes.


The level Samuel T. Anders has revealed himself as a pervert today is truly shocking. Our esteemed reporter has endured considerable soulpain from being in his presence. One never knows when one might be attacked!

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Anders gives her a slack-jawed look, his hands spread out wide. "What? I don't know what it's really called!"

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"I don't think it's that," she says.


Samuel becomes out of control and defiant when faced with an unfamiliar subject. Our esteemed reporter's life hangs in the very balance!

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"Yeah, probably not." He snickers. "I just think it's funny."