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[jamesdubois]

⁇ for leo ?

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[jamesdubois]

TEXT 👹 JEO

Jimmy: Am I losing my touch, bro? I haven't had a single portrait tell me that I'm cute and they wished that the could reach out of their painting to pinch my cheeks this week!

[mkhood]

 ✆ for leo pls!

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[mkhood]

TEXT 😷 LEOKATE

Mary Kate: WHAT DOES IT MEAN IF I WOKE UP WITH A SORE THROAT TODAY???

Mary Kate: I CAN'T BE GETTIGN SICK A WEEK BEFORE WE PLAY RAVENCLAW, I CAN'T. HELP!!!

[jamesdubois]

@leokluck:

Leo, as always, was unsure of what exactly was happening but all he knew was that they were hiding from something. The second Jimmy spurred into action, climbing onto the couch and all limbs, Leo followed suit. Hanging off the edge on his stomach and peering over at Jimmy as his friend had his minor freakout, he visibly relaxed– threat identified. “Ooooh, okay. Don’t worry, it can’t hurt you from there,” Leo patted Jimmy’s knee reassuringly before sliding off the couch to collect the phone and exit out the screen. “Here you go, all gone.”

It was ironic, how much he loved flying, creating wind around them, when he hated the shock of it from other things so much. The hand dryer thing was weird, but fortunately at Hogwarts they tended to use good old fashioned towels and magic rather than Muggle contraptions, and he hadn’t been expecting it to mess up his day at all. “Mate, did you really just jump up and follow my lead and not even know what we were hiding from?” Jimmy chuckled when the screen was finally cleared and he could relax again. “We need to work on making you more of a leader. Try to make me do something, right now, I dare you.”