Val,
You said you wanted an owl about my date?
Let's just say it went swimmingly, and now I happily never need to see Theodore Nott again.
Maeve
Pansy,
I know you were out with Greg last night, but you wouldn't happen to know where the hell Blaise was, do you? I went to find him after my date and he was no where to be found. Perhaps his new shag-toy really has eaten him...
Speaking of my date - it was complete rubbish. Glad I wasn't emotionally invested or I would be a wreck this morning. And before you ask... he had to leave before the shagging could commence. No juicy details to share, sorry.
Tracey
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