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grover convinced the last of the elves to clock off, and continued to clean dishes from dinner alone. ( no magic. ) in times of DISTRESS, he found it calming to go through the motions. scrub and clean, dry and put away. rinse, repeat. hearing someone enter the kitchen, he squared sunken shoulders back into place and continued the rhythm restlessly without looking up. “ still hungry ?? i can heat up leftovers. otherwise, should you not be in your dorm — sleeping ?? ” the wizard queried, expecting a student.
distress caused disruptions everywhere for camila --- in her sleeping habits, her eating habits, in her concentration levels. that night had been one of a sudden surge of energy and hunger and she’d made her way to the kitchens, only to find grover washing dishes. a small smile curled tired lips. “ what is it the young kids say?? sleep is for the WEAK. ” she chuckled. “ need some help?? i’m really good at drying dishes. ”







