... hi.
[The feed starts sideways on the ground, flaming hair spilling over the green grass because—yes, that is Miss Ginny Weasley, sprawled face-down in Xanadu with her broom under her like she's fallen off. Maybe she has, maybe she hasn't. All she knows is that a nap in the morning sun sounds like a delightful idea (and that coming out in public was a bad one, being around all these other lazy, curse-affected people).
She slowly turns her head to face the camera, eyes closed and speaking around a yawn: ]
'M canceling flying lessons today. Too knackered... or can't be arsed, whichever.
[And the camera just... runs for a few long minutes because she can't be bothered to reach out and shut it off, so the device turns off on its own. Yes, she probably fell asleep. Can't stop won't stop.]
[ooc; SOMEONE WAKE HER UP. so affected, so lazy.]
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