Thread:Jangles9/@comment-39746027-20191030021122/@comment-39746027-20191206020512

I was walking down teh hall, carrying my Harry Potter books. My heart felt light, and cheery, as i glided along the tiled floors of my gifted and talented school. That's when i bumped into someone, someone tall, i was but a pipsqueak compared to them. I felt a STICKY SUBSTANCE on my head, it was coffee, iced coffee, Mocha latte. I had memorized teh smell of every coffee flavor. I looked up to see who spilled the STICKY SUBSTANCE, It was Harry Styles! I looked up at his masculine-ness. "Sorry mate!" He remarked. "It's okay, Harry!", i said, in my quiet quirky shy voice. He began to pat my now WET head. "I'm such a fan, Harry!". "Fanks!" He replied.

FANKS FOR READING M8, SIP SOME T3A