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67%.

O’Chunks despised this.

67%.

A horrible waste of time, he thought. He had to write an essay on ‘not screwing up during battles, ‘k?’, and guess what his mark was?

67%.

Even though O’Chunks, well, had… some sort of feelings… for Nastasia, he felt sorely embarrassed. Although, it was attention from her…

O’Chunks clutched the essay papers in his hands. 67%. Suddenly, it didn’t feel so bad… if it was Nastasia’s ink telling him to “Do better next time, ‘k?”

Poor O’Chunks…

I’m already preparing! I can’t wait! ((Grin)) I have a scarf and a pair of eyeglasses. I need a wand…

It may be weird, but it’s true. I’m actually not sure of the proper name, breathing mask maybe? The one that forces air in and out of your lungs… Anyways, it’s odd, but it’s oddly enough a real goal for me. I have to figure out how I’m gonna do this. Er, picture almost completely unrelated…