Enrollment posted: Sun Nov 13, 2011 5:24 am
When the wailing started from the headmistress's office, most people just thought it was her way of grieving over Red. As it continued, speculation began as to whether there was bit more between Red and Hellma than previously thought.
Various gnomes figured it was another banshee enroll. But people don't listen to gnomes, because their wisdom is liberally salted with malicious and often perverse intentions.
Dr. Hyde doodled something lewd in the margins of a library book, and then refrained from placing it back on the shelf with a sigh, "Too soon."
Ginger checked her special cabinet for Hellma's cider stash and found it missing. Case closed, she thought with a shake of her head.
The Bin wheezed a little when it was finished with the application, and then downed another bottle of cider, pouring a bit out on Hellma's carpet in honour of the fallen.
Various gnomes figured it was another banshee enroll. But people don't listen to gnomes, because their wisdom is liberally salted with malicious and often perverse intentions.
Dr. Hyde doodled something lewd in the margins of a library book, and then refrained from placing it back on the shelf with a sigh, "Too soon."
Ginger checked her special cabinet for Hellma's cider stash and found it missing. Case closed, she thought with a shake of her head.
The Bin wheezed a little when it was finished with the application, and then downed another bottle of cider, pouring a bit out on Hellma's carpet in honour of the fallen.
