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((Yep))Roblin spun it around again to face her, smudging the ink with his palm. He moaned, gingerly examining it. "That's only the chart... you should be able to read it," He tried.
Madeline quickly scanned over what he wrote, trying to make sense of it. "Okay, but how are we going to do this?" She asked, looking up at Roblin.
"I-" Roblin looked a little sheepish. "Haven't exactly figured that part out yet." He admitted.
"I guess, we could do it at my house, if your aunt would allow it." Madeline said.
"Alright," Roblin mumbled. "Probably. I think."
Madeline smiled. She crossed her fingers hopefully, really ready to get some extra credit work done.
"I just think I should check with her. It's just-" Roblin looked away. "We haven't been getting along so well lately."
"Oh. Did I make it worse?" She asked guiltily, frowning.
Roblin hesitated, then slowly shook his head. "No. Couldn't be," He lied uncomfortably, looking down into his mallowmelt.
"When people look down, it normally means I've done something wrong. I'm gonna leave now." Madeline moved to stand up.
Roblin stood up as well, grabbing her wrist. "Wait! Please don't go," he pleaded.
"Well, I've clearly driven a wedge between you and your nice aunt." Madeline pointed out. "Any reason why I should stay?"
"No, I like to be with you. I mean as a friend," He said quickly. "You're the only person who'll put up with me, remember?"
"Ditto. You're the only Foxfire student who can put up with me." Madeline smiled, giving in and sitting down.
Roblin smiled gratefully. "So, after school? Your place?" He asked.
"Perfect," Roblin grinned. He sheepishly unwrapped his fingers from around Madeleine's wrist.
Madeline blushed light pink as she sat back down next to Roblin, finishing the last of her mallowmelt.
"I've just got history after this. How about I meet you by your locker?" Roblin looked uncomfortable. "I'll figure out some way to hail Auntie and tell her where I'll be."
"Sure." Madeline smiled. "I've got Alchemy after this."
Roblin sighed, standing up and gathering his bags. "Lucky!" He pocketed the leftover mallowmelt. "Oh, look out for any bald professors, remember?"
((Well, sorry I can't be on Slack. My Wi-fi is as laggy as Snape's hair is strange.))"Got it." Madeline said smiling. She quickly grabbed all of her stuff and stuffed them into her backpack. She then vanished and reappeared behind Roblin. "Good luck in class."
"I'll try to stay awake," Replied Roblin cheerfully. He swung his bag onto his shoulder and started off towards the door. "Don't blow anything up," He added.
((Go on SLack))Madeline smiled, walking calmly to Alchemy class.
Madeline started to think about what Roblin wrote down, trying to piece it all together and make educated guesses about what it said.