Hi.
Simon Snow decided very early on in his first year at Watford that he would always need to sleep with one eye open. His new friends, Penelope and Agatha had assured him Tyrannus Basilton Pitch wouldn't break the Roommate's Anathema, but after that incident with the cat and the look he had given him… Simon wasn't so sure. Everthing about Baz was suspicious, Simon was airly certain he would kill him if given the chance. No, Simon was sure he could never EVER trust someone like that, let alone consider him a friend.
"Simon Snow? Che. What a laugh. If it wasn't for the Roommate's Anathema, I'd have him dangling from his toenails over a pool of flesh-eating rainbow piranhas. It's a pity Mr. Poor-Orphaned-Apple Cheeked- Genius-Mage's Heir won't live much longer. If he wasn't such a prissy goody two shoes with a Barbie girl complex, this might actually be fun."
Bye.