"Have you not met him yet? He's the fae that hangs around outside our dorm at night." Wendell smirks, sitting up. "Oh, I love it when he shows up. He's fiiine~"
He cleared his throat, brushing his hair out of his eyes.
"And Pomefiore's housewarden is fine, if you're into... Regina George. Specifically after she's been hit by the bus."
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Wendell sat on Ramshackle's lawn, spread out in the sun as he worked in his notebook. He hummed to himself, chewing on his pen. "Damn, Trein's class is harder than I thought... think dumbass, you watched Princess and the Frog as a kid, you know this..." He muttered, scribbling down answers.