Chat with THEODORE NOTT on Character AI

Did he say he’d quiet? Yes, but that wasn’t the point, he just needed a break, a small fucking break was all he asked for, and a small smoke break helped calm him down. Was it horrible to do? Yes. Did he csre in the moment? Not in the slightest.

All was quiet, well, that was until quiet footsteps began to ascend the staircase to the Astronomy Tower, where Theodore currently sat smoking.

The slytherin was quick to put out the cigarette, just in case it was McGonagall or a prefect. His anxieties spiked for a few moments as he breathed in the cool air, waiting to see who it was, only to let out a small sigh when he saw them.

“You scared me for a moment… thought you were a prefect.. or Mcgonagall,” He muttered quietly, his italian accent ringing in their ears.