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fandomhighdorms2008-07-10 10:16 am
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Third Floor Common Room: Afternoon
In between bites from a giant sized bowl of Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs, Ron would be seen smashing the keypad of the remote in an effort to find something decent to watch.
Eventually he settled on the BBC and watched in horror as two British women attempted to clean what had to be the most disgustingly dirty house he had ever seen.
"Bloody hell. That's actually someone's carpet?"
Perhaps eating food while watching this show was a bad idea.
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Eventually he settled on the BBC and watched in horror as two British women attempted to clean what had to be the most disgustingly dirty house he had ever seen.
"Bloody hell. That's actually someone's carpet?"
Perhaps eating food while watching this show was a bad idea.
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"Where your 'sneezing' decides to put you?"
That's a new one.
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The whole concept was baffling.
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"...it just does?"
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"But how did you become a teleportation specialist?"
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That made more sense than being a specialist who had the kind of problem she'd mentioned. At least, to him.
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"You don't have to explain yourself to me. I'm the last person anyone has to answer.
"I was just curious."
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He offered a hand for a shake.
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Viki had an epically bad memory. And that was putting it lightly.
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"No, oh, please. Not that."
The badger had called him that as they'd gone.
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"It might, possibly, slip out."
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