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Tristan T. Travers (alliterative) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Briefly, very briefly, Tristan wondered if Julian's comment meant he'd been cut off, if that was just another part of him not really being wanted around. His grandparents could have cut him off, or perhaps his great-grandfather. He wouldn't put it past Orville to do it to prove a point, even if part of him believed his mother wouldn't have wanted that or approved it. He may have been younger, but he was almost certain he had something set aside for him from his mother's side as well as his father's. However, as he took another bite of ice cream, doubt filtered into his mind, though he managed not to show it.

"I can't speak for Pandora, but, yeah, I'll let you know," he said with a bright smile. "Might need a pool or a hot tub. Maybe an over sized bathtub similar to the one with the prefects bath at Hogwarts." He laughed, clearly joking. Though, honestly, he did miss that tub with its many taps and bubbles. But he did not miss Moaning Myrtle popping in from time to time to spy on all the male prefects.

"What about you, Panda? Julian's handing out free money. What all would you like with it?" he asked, unable to keep a straight face.