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[01 Feb 2013|05:19am] |
Pyxis was kind of annoyed. Just because she was a prefect didn't mean that she had to be the one to be the 'buddy' of some overgrown, steroid-riddled giant boy who was hailing from the rape school. AKA Durmstrang. She felt like she had a better use of her time than toting around the boy behind her, whom she wasn't convinced was a boy at all, but more of a man who had failed his classes a lot to stay behind.
She crossed her arms over her chest as she walked out of the Great Hall with him. "This is the foyer. That's a broom closet." She told him. "Do you really need me to show you around the school? I have better things to do."
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