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fandomhighdorms2007-01-21 01:04 pm
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Second Floor Hallway; Sunday, all day.
The wee little turtle had finally made it back to the familiar hallway after a very strange day and sleeping comfortably in her shell in a corner of the stairwell, which was quite a task to manage. She kept a brisk pace down the hall toward her room, or, what was very brisk for her, ambling along in a lazy wee little turtle way.
[[ open! forgive any slowness on my part; blame the turtle ]]
[[ open! forgive any slowness on my part; blame the turtle ]]

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"Pet or student?" he asked automatically as if he somehow expected the turtle to answer.
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He disappeared towards the common room and returned a little while later with what seemed to be the lid of an ice cream tub, filled with water. He carefully placed it down in front of the turtle. "Think that will do?"
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"Okay, you have fun with that and try not to... flood the hallway. I'm in 223 if you need any help," Cameron said, not sure what to do with the turtle.
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"John?" she asks, because you never know, maybe Rita Skeeter really is back. She takes a picture anyway.
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