Once Roy and Erasmus sat down and Frankie threw her hands up at Roy’s agreement. “THANK YOU!” She stressed loudly before calming down and turning around to talk to the duo.
“So how was your summer? Any hot girls make the mistake of kissing you?” Frankie joked, making a mocking kissy face. "I'm not entirely interested, but I thought I would ask out of politeness and because it's usually expected of me. Try to keep it short, Ro-Ro."

Frankie moved her hands absentmindedly across the table, wishing there was food present as her stomach felt like a hollow cavern. All she had for the past couple of hours was a chocolate bar; in hindsight, she probably shouldn't have given the extra to Fall or Augustus, whatever. She preferred her nickname more so, she always did. Nicknames with her were practically mandatory! Erasmus was Mussy, it had a nice sound when it rolled off her tongue, and Roy was Ro-Ro, simply because his name was so short, the only way to make a nickname was to double it up.

"What about you, Mussy? How was your summer?" She asked though she hoped he wouldn't get flustered like he usually did around girls. That always made her feel awkward and she'd say things that she probably shouldn't have...the countless times she whispered the dirtiest and most perverted thing she could think of into his ears to see if he would feel any more awkward. 

It was almost a sign sent from Heaven when the first years came in. She was so empty in the stomach, she was afraid she would collapse into herself and become a walking line for the rest of her life. A line! She wouldn't be able to carry things or see very well. It would be a disaster.