Send George an Owl

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love - the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket;

[onlyholey]

[George makes his best attempt at returning to his non-chalant pose from before. It doesn't entirely work.]

Suppose so, yeah.

love - the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket;

[feorge]

[Fred doesn't even have to look to know. It's a rare thing, them courting a bird. There's a small quirk of his lips - amusement, or maybe excitement - and his tone stays even.]

Don't muck it up, aye? She seems a lovely gal.

Re: love - the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket;

[onlyholey]

Thanks for that tip, yeah. Because I actually had been planning on mucking it up. Cheers. Don't know what I'd do without you.

love - the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket;

[feorge]

'course you don't, you'd be completely lost without me.

[Grinning grinning grinning.]

You'll keep me posted, then?

love - the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket;

[onlyholey]

[Pillow to your head now, Fred.]

I'll take notes for you, shall I?

love - the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket;

[feorge]

[He is so catching it and throwing it back.]

Please do. What Not To Do on a Date, by George Weasley. Has a nice ring to it, yeah.

love - the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket;

[onlyholey]

Figured you might need the tips.

love - the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket;

[feorge]

[Okay, now he's throwing his pillow.]

Don't forget who taught you everything you know, you tosser.