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fandomhighdorms2019-01-12 02:27 pm
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Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Afternoon
Two girls had wandered into the attic this morning, one after the other.
It was also two girls who came storming back out again, bickering and arguing their way down several flights of stairs in loud, angry Scottish accents. Did they even actually know what it was they were arguing about? It was entirely possible they didn't! Did that matter? Not at all.
Also, they thought they were ducks.
"-- And that time you tried to use my own nephew against me! Do you figure that was my fault too?"
They could go on like this for a while, folks.
[OOC: Open!]
It was also two girls who came storming back out again, bickering and arguing their way down several flights of stairs in loud, angry Scottish accents. Did they even actually know what it was they were arguing about? It was entirely possible they didn't! Did that matter? Not at all.
Also, they thought they were ducks.
"-- And that time you tried to use my own nephew against me! Do you figure that was my fault too?"
They could go on like this for a while, folks.
[OOC: Open!]
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"If you ever meet somebody who manages it, let me know," Scrooge replied. "I'll show you somebody who isn't fated to remain great for long."
Judgy, Scrooge.