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Tazenhani · 01-10-2011, 05:09 AM

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Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun

Staring out at everything he ran and reran what had happened through his head wondering if he had misheard. That had to be it because HIS girlfriend wouldn't have been snogging another guy.... But he knew he couldn't pretend otherwise. Hearing Sabel he looked at the boy, "In a manner of speaking." He wished that was what happened. That was at least fixable and was only physical this...this wasn't physical but could it be fixable? He still had yet to answer that. Hell he still had yet to talk to her not really wanting to. "Apparently I interrupted my girlfriend in her little snogging session with a Slytherin," his jaw clenched and he looked away as pain...a ton of pain speared him again.

If he could have blanched on will, he would have right then and there. He didn't even need will, and was sure a good portion of the blood drained from his face as soon as the kid looked at him. And the words were only a confirmation; the slap-in-the-face per-say. There was no question of which girlfriend it was, unless Ivan had two attached to his arms and by his expression there was no such thing.

Letting out a slow breath, he could not help but mentally curse Lexi somewhere in the back of his mind. Why she would have done such a thing, when she had blatantly admitted to him that she had a good thing with Ivan, was beyond him. Then again, she did have a habit of acting like a train-wreck in motion, having an extremely hard time gripping onto the self-worth required for holding onto that which was good.

He didn't want to repeat in question what the boy had just told him, and so instead, reached up and clapped a firm hand on Ivan's shoulder. He wasn't too sure what to say either, so he let those past emotions of his own broken heart free onto his expression, a compassion derived from a similar, but not so brutal pain, taking hold of his eyes and voice. "I'm sorry, mate. I really am..." He would listen to the kid if he wanted to scream his frustrations out, knowing how helpful it was to simply have someone there to listen even if they said very little. But he would not force the boy into any recounting. It was not his business, though the situation greatly disturbed him.

01-10-2011, 05:09 AM	#126 (permalink)
Tazenhani DMLE & DoM Doxy Join Date: Oct 2009 Posts: 6,150 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amur Neverwinter Fourth Year	~ Rise and Rise Again, Until Lambs become Lions ~ Quote: Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun Staring out at everything he ran and reran what had happened through his head wondering if he had misheard. That had to be it because HIS girlfriend wouldn't have been snogging another guy.... But he knew he couldn't pretend otherwise. Hearing Sabel he looked at the boy, "In a manner of speaking." He wished that was what happened. That was at least fixable and was only physical this...this wasn't physical but could it be fixable? He still had yet to answer that. Hell he still had yet to talk to her not really wanting to. "Apparently I interrupted my girlfriend in her little snogging session with a Slytherin," his jaw clenched and he looked away as pain...a ton of pain speared him again. If he could have blanched on will, he would have right then and there. He didn't even need will, and was sure a good portion of the blood drained from his face as soon as the kid looked at him. And the words were only a confirmation; the slap-in-the-face per-say. There was no question of which girlfriend it was, unless Ivan had two attached to his arms and by his expression there was no such thing. Letting out a slow breath, he could not help but mentally curse Lexi somewhere in the back of his mind. Why she would have done such a thing, when she had blatantly admitted to him that she had a good thing with Ivan, was beyond him. Then again, she did have a habit of acting like a train-wreck in motion, having an extremely hard time gripping onto the self-worth required for holding onto that which was good. He didn't want to repeat in question what the boy had just told him, and so instead, reached up and clapped a firm hand on Ivan's shoulder. He wasn't too sure what to say either, so he let those past emotions of his own broken heart free onto his expression, a compassion derived from a similar, but not so brutal pain, taking hold of his eyes and voice. "I'm sorry, mate. I really am..." He would listen to the kid if he wanted to scream his frustrations out, knowing how helpful it was to simply have someone there to listen even if they said very little. But he would not force the boy into any recounting. It was not his business, though the situation greatly disturbed him. __________________ I've got a fire for a heart._________________________________________________ I'm not scared of the dark._________________________________________ _______________________________________You've never seen it look so easy.