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ArianaBlack · 06-06-2020, 04:17 AM

Finneas had been planning to spend Christmas with Alina, of course. Aside from that, he was in GREAT spirits. No magic didn't affect him too much. In fact, no magic meant it was SCHMOE TIME. Finneas Schmoe was finally receiving the redemption arc he had always deserved. He was THRIVING. Finally some respect on his name, y'know????

AnYwAy. He was smiling wide as he carried a big ol' silver barrel full of hot chocolate into the Great Hall. It took a little longer to get it made than usual... Errr even the house elves were experiencing some difficulties. BUT where there is a Schmoe there is a way! JINGLE BELL ROOOOOOCK," he gave it his best go INCREDIBLY off key. And on top of the lousy singing, he was a slight hazard with the way his tail whipped around as he waddled his way over to one of the smaller tables on the side. As he bumbled around, he could hear the hot cocoa splish and splosh inside the large metal container. It would be really terrible if he spilled it. Ho, ho, ho.

"Mr. Wallace, your shirt is on backwards!" Did he know?

06-06-2020, 04:17 AM	#30 (permalink)
ArianaBlack Ashwinder Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: #47a59c Posts: 13,767 Hogwarts RPG Name: Asena Kaplan Hufflepuff Fourth Year x10 x1	Ronan/Dani & also anyone else ehehhe doesn't proofread tweets \| #wrongaboutcereal \| #siriusly? \| emo to the extremo Finneas had been planning to spend Christmas with Alina, of course. Aside from that, he was in GREAT spirits. No magic didn't affect him too much. In fact, no magic meant it was SCHMOE TIME. Finneas Schmoe was finally receiving the redemption arc he had always deserved. He was THRIVING. Finally some respect on his name, y'know???? AnYwAy. He was smiling wide as he carried a big ol' silver barrel full of hot chocolate into the Great Hall. It took a little longer to get it made than usual... Errr even the house elves were experiencing some difficulties. BUT where there is a Schmoe there is a way! JINGLE BELL ROOOOOOCK," he gave it his best go INCREDIBLY off key. And on top of the lousy singing, he was a slight hazard with the way his tail whipped around as he waddled his way over to one of the smaller tables on the side. As he bumbled around, he could hear the hot cocoa splish and splosh inside the large metal container. It would be really terrible if he spilled it. Ho, ho, ho. "Mr. Wallace, your shirt is on backwards!" Did he know? __________________