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Lemina sat at a bench. Things had improved slightly over the past week. Njord. Well, hah. It turned out he wasn't really dead. It was just some stupid prank within a prank within a play about stopping pranks. They hadn't told anyone else, the sixth years. It had messed up her feelings for the better part of a week, and Lemi was pretty annoyed, but things could be worse. At least Njord was alive.
She still liked the boy as a friend, but, as odd as it sounds, his 'death' had caused her to think about him less. Right now, she was just heading for a walk through Brightstone. She remembered the last time she had been here. It was a day after he 'died'. She had snuck out of school for a few hours and headed to the Hog's Head. For the second time in her life.
She still liked the boy as a friend, but, as odd as it sounds, his 'death' had caused her to think about him less. Right now, she was just heading for a walk through Brightstone. She remembered the last time she had been here. It was a day after he 'died'. She had snuck out of school for a few hours and headed to the Hog's Head. For the second time in her life.