I'm your favorite. Hey, ladies. Quidditch captain. Subject of all the gigglers conversations. Generally amazing. love hurts too much
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
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Yes. But it's possible. Squirrels are weird.

Damn.
-shakes his head- Have you ever actually tried to shag in a tree? It’s bloody difficult.

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Shag once in the urinal and once in a tree and I'll be fine it.

Damn.
It means I’m perfectly capable of shagging your cousin twice a day until we both die of old age.

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Right, so, here's a problem. I don't know what that means.

Damn.
Not a chance, Potter. I have an inexhaustible supply.

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adrianna-faye-slader:
I burned them.
Sounds kind of bitchy.

Damn.
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Why? So can just shag some more in the dorm. One day, you'll run out of sperm, and then shrivel up and die.

Damn.
-snorts- Okay. You’re disgusting. And drunk. -takes James by the shoulders and turns him around- Go sleep in the common room.

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Where are the bodies?

Damn.
I guess.
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You know, there are some really creative places to have sex. Use them. Like, a urinal.

Damn.
-snorts- Don’t worry about the cat, I’m not having children anytime soon, and if you give Vic five minutes to put some clothes on you can have the dorm all to yourself.

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Does that mean we're, like, the only survivours?

Damn.
It’s a shame.
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I don't. I want my dorm back and I was making sure I wasn't going to be an uncle anytime soon, even though I'd make like, the best uncle ever, and you're not allowed to scar the cat.

Damn.
Yeah, I put her out. What’s with you wanting to know all the details of your cousin’s sex life, anyway?

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I don't know. I'm drunk. Probably. Do you put Quaffle out before you shag? You could scar her, you know?

Damn.
Oh, well. Close enough. -blinks- Er. What? No. Not happening.

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adrianna-faye-slader:
Everyone’s dead.
Aw, shit.

Damn.
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Nope. Also, try not to get her pregnant. That would be very not good.

Damn.
Well, I at least sort of pretended to try. That counts, right?

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-rolls his eyes-Like you tried.

Damn.
-shrugs- It was occupied. Surprisingly, not by you.

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Don't you touch my bed. Seriously though, the RoR exists for one reason and you're not using it.

Damn.
Just be grateful we don’t do it on your bed, mate.

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Next time, have sex in the room of requirement because other people live in that dorm too and it's weird.

Damn.
Go on.

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Hi. Yeah, favour?

Damn.
-cracks open the dorm door and smirks at James- Need something, Potter?

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