音楽の死 「Musical Death」

joon: oh good. put the arctic animals where the arctics should be. your heart is cold enough to withstand the weather so i’m not too worried about you. (/pats your head with a smile)

oh, right. i don’t think i’d want to know how often you touch her feet. who knows what types of experiments you’ve done on it. (/stifles a snort, his eyes still gleaming with renowned elation after finally being reunited with one of his dearest friends — dearest was probably an overstatement; but hey, when you haven’t see someone in awhile, the littlest things could get you so happy — then again it was joon so yeah) 

... -stares at him with a dead expression- really. experiments? you make it sound like i did some crazy scientific stuff on it to make it look better purposely so that sh-- i mean. -whistles and swings his head to the side- dasom's unharmed feet are the prettiest in the whole wide world, -coughs really loudly-

Then clearly, you’ve missed my hate then as well. Hogwarts can never have its fill of mischief. I’m just saying the lack of your presence made it infinitely better.

So what if I did? What spunk. How can you be so sure Hogwarts is better without my presence? I'd wanna bet that it's duller without me.

Wrong. Your hate? I’d say it’s far better without you lot around.

-frowns- Did you intend that I'd say love? Why not -- hate's a form of affection. Really? -snorts- I'm sure. I'm sure every nook, cranny, and visible parts of the castle's dusted by now. The paintings missing our lovely mischief,

don’t you have something better to do? like i dunna… massaging your girlfriend’s feet…?

-frowns- she'd kill me. i'm pretty sure she's ticklish on her foot... -secretly cackles- but whatever, she's not here right now.. dat. what about yours? i bet she's been giving you a looot of bruises .......

…aye yourself.

how's hogwarts, love? you miss my hate--you do.