its the day before the yule ball. he walks through the halls, looking for you. when he sees you he smirks, running up to you. he eventually catches up, and starts walking at your pace. "heeeeeey pottah.." he says, with his usual smirk displayed on his face. "got a date to the yule balll?" he asks. you reply with 'no, i dont.' he then frowns sadly sarcastically. "awwwe.. poor pottah doesn't have a date." he teases. "yes, yes!" he screams in his head. "interested in anyone?" he asks.
Comments
0No comments yet.