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“I really hate running.” Amalthea groaned as she collapsed to the floor and tried to get control of her breathing and wonder why she had thought that this was a good idea to begin with. “Do muggles really do this for fun? I feel like I’m dying.”
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“I’m here to pick up my jacket – It’s a dark blue denim jacket. I left it here few days ago.” Irina sighed, and pointed at the jacket, that was folded on the chair, next to the window.
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Rosie/Matteo
Matt’s cheeks turned bright red when his mother asked him if there was anyone he was dating or he liked. He was 17 and he wasn’t too close with his mom at all, so why did she thought that this is the best way of bonding. Couldn’t she ask him something about school or something. “Mom, don’t. Please. I kind of don’t feel comfortable talking with you about girls and I’m scared that you’re about to give me the birds and the bees talk, which is gross.” the boy said, hoping that his dad will come home soon and save him from this nightmare.
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“Dilemma of the day: how do you tell your enthusiastic-crazy-athletic-high-school-star-football-player-dad that dreams about you following his footsteps you’d rather not try out for the football team, without breaking his heart in a million tiny pieces?” Caleb and his dad had always been super close, and the sixteen year-old hated the thought of ever coming close to disappointing him. He hated it so much he was literally asking anyone for advice at this point, stranger or not.
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Sério que eu ainda tenho que montar barraca?
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Long day at work today.
Or, at home, at work. Whatever.
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Before Sam, I'd be getting ready to go to a bar right now. Probably in six inch heels and a short dress. I don't really miss it anymore, except on the nights when I get calls from old friends.
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It's like the first years make it their mission to be as annoying as possible.
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Not exactly the thing Cassie wanted to wintess, but saying that she didn’t have fun was going to be a big fat lie. "Ouch, what the hell happened to you?” she asked, pretending to be worried. Was she the only person on her right mind in this so called school, or were everyone else having a bad day. Honestly it looked kind of bad, so maybe it wasn’t the time for her humor, that not everyone found as funny as she did. “Did you got into a fight or you were hit by a car? Cause your eye is kind of walking 2 meters ahead of you.”
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“I would suggest you to try the nicer way, next time.”
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Intern problems;
I dunno what's worse, having to listen to Hot Doc gush over Doc Robbins, or having to deal with Dr T's crazy aftermath rage when I tell her what she said.
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”I really hope that you’re aware of the things you’re saying, cause otherwise it would be so embarassing.”
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”I’m as nice as one can be.” the blonde said with a bow. “And it’s not Goldilocks, it’s Amelia. Thank you very much.” oh bloody hell, this place was even worse than Manchester.
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”That didn’t go as planned, but let’s use it the best way we can.” the girl said, taking her shirt back. Didn’t go as plannet was an understatement for the situation. “Don’t ruin my mood, please, thank you.”
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