08-24-2011, 12:01 AM
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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 Noah was a bit taken aback by the girl's eyes. He had seen many before in his life, but these were the most brilliant blue and his voice caught in his throat for a moment or two before he realised that it was his turn to respond.
He gave a snicker and replied, "Well maybe the person running the ride will tell them to shove off and we'll get it all to ourselves, come our turn." That certainly didn't sound like a bad idea. It would give Noah the chance to playfully of course, bump into the girl with his broom though he would avoid hurting more than he would if he was with one of his mates. The girl turned her attention back to the older man who was behind her in line, curious about him. Sure, her dad had always told her to stay away from older men. But, he was nice. And he didn't seem like he was that much older. Plus, she was at a carnival. Nothing bad ever happened at carnivals.
Brooklyn giggled as he spoke. "Hm. Maybe we should open the ride-running person's eyes and let her know what's going on and that all these kids are wasting time and space. Wouldn't you agree?" GRIN. She shifted her weight to the other foot, trying to see if the line was moving at all. But at this point, she couldn't see enough and wasn't sure if people had gotten off of the ride yet. Which they probably hadn't.
__________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________ _____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine __________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e |
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