Thoreau kissed the top of Pansy's head, nodding in agreement. Getting pissed and crying sounded like an excellent solution to him. "Of course," he said, petting at her hair as he pulled out his phone and texted Draco to come over and bring comfort food and Pansy's favourite booze.
"Do you want to change out of your uniform?" he asked, laying beside Pansy and rubbing her back. "Draco's on his way over. He's going to pick up a few things."
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