08-23-2011, 11:37 PM
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DMLE & DMAC Mooncalf
Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Robertser Gryffindor Third Year | Ern's Walmart Greeter Quote:
Originally Posted by Jack Mannequin Sigh. Why did all these little kids have to be around here? It seemed silly, but Noah Oter was not one to pass up a ride that involved any sort of mention of broomstick in the title.
He couldn't wait to feel the wind on his face and running through his hair. It was where he felt most at home, both at Hogwarts and when he played professionally.
Pulling him out of his day dreams was a glint of blonde hair and he watched a young woman wait anxiously for her turn to go on the ride. Noah smirked to himself and fixed his hair into place before speaking up. "You'd think that it'd be easier to get these little tykes out of the way don't you?" Brooklyn tapped her foot impatiently, as she stared over the heads of the younger kids. Did this thing line ever move? She couldn't take it. She wanted to get on the ride. Pretty please carnival lady move the line, please. Please.
She paused in her foot tapping as she heard a voice behind her. Head whipping around, along with the rest of her body, she stared at him for a moment, before responding. "Yeah, you'd think so. Especially since you have to be at least five feet tall to ride without the presence of an adult."
Brookie's bright blue eyes turned back toward the line, staring at the children, most of which seemed to be without adults which was rather peculiar in her opinion. Especially since a lot of them were under five feet tall.
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