#gryffnhuff

[gryff-n-huff]

Gryff, brushing in Huff’s sink: Good morning.

Huff: When did you get here?

Gryff: I spent the night.

Huff: But I remember you leaving before I went to bed. You said, “good night, I’m going home” and then you left.

Gryff: Yeah, but then, on my way out, I tripped and fell down.

Huff: Oh my god, were you hurt?

Gryff: Nah, I just didn’t feel like getting up, so I slept on the floor

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Huff: Before I do anything, I ask myself, would Gryff do that? And if the answer is yes, I do not do that thing.

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Huff: It’s dark in here Gryff: Don’t worry dude I got this Gryff: *Stomps their feet* Gryff: *Skechers light up*

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*2am*

Huff: Gryff wake up. We’re going to take cute photos together

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Gryff:  I wasn't hurt that badly. Madam Pomfrey said all my bleeding was internal. That's where the blood's supposed to be.

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Huff: *sharpens knife* We've got ways of making people talk. Huff: *cuts piece of cake* Gryff: …can I have some?

Huff: Cake is for talkers.

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Huff: So I’m sitting there, barbecue sauce on my titties

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Huff: We need a distraction. Is anyone here good at making annoying noises?

Gryff: My time has come.