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Wood'sLittleFlower · 12-05-2011, 12:50 AM

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Originally Posted by swaEEtt

Charlie wandered into the Lost and Found, hands in his pockets. He liked coming in here on particularly lonely days and rummaging through all the lost and forgotten things. It reminded him of himself. But also he liked to steal things. And stealing forgotten things is a very effective way of not getting caught.

Whistling, he found a smirk settling onto his face when he noticed a familiar lost-looking girl digging around through the boxes. "Why, if it isn't my little lost flower~. Brooklyn, right?" He circled around her and then stopped, hovering closely over her shoulder. "You looking for anything in particular?"

With a rather large, heaving sigh, Brooklyn pulled out half of the stuff in the box and decided it would probably be easier to see everything if she took somethings out of the box. Things that weren't glove shaped and more importantly HER GLOVE. But she didn't have the best luck these days. Honestly, she wouldn't be surprised if it didn't show up. But she was definitely going to keep her hopes up.

Her ears perked up upon hearing whistling, but she was too busy with her current task to actually look to see who it was. Wait, what? Upon hearing a voice, which she assumed belonged to the whistler, her head whipped around. A smirk instantly graced her face. "Little lost flower? I'm your little lost.. flower? Where'd that come from. Honestly, i don't think i'm a flower. I mean.. I'm not dainty of anything." She grinned and nodded when he asked her name. "That's right, Charlie. By the way.. is Charlie short for anything? Because y'know.. i'd LOVE to ~~tease you~~ know your full name." The blond straightened up, glancing to the box one last time before glancing over at the boy. "Actually, yes. I've lost a glove. Have you seen any?"

12-05-2011, 12:50 AM	#23 (permalink)
Wood'sLittleFlower DMLE & DMAC Mooncalf Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee Posts: 7,953 Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Robertser Gryffindor Third Year	Ern's Walmart Greeter Quote: Originally Posted by swaEEtt Charlie wandered into the Lost and Found, hands in his pockets. He liked coming in here on particularly lonely days and rummaging through all the lost and forgotten things. It reminded him of himself. But also he liked to steal things. And stealing forgotten things is a very effective way of not getting caught. Whistling, he found a smirk settling onto his face when he noticed a familiar lost-looking girl digging around through the boxes. "Why, if it isn't my little lost flower~. Brooklyn, right?" He circled around her and then stopped, hovering closely over her shoulder. "You looking for anything in particular?" With a rather large, heaving sigh, Brooklyn pulled out half of the stuff in the box and decided it would probably be easier to see everything if she took somethings out of the box. Things that weren't glove shaped and more importantly HER GLOVE. But she didn't have the best luck these days. Honestly, she wouldn't be surprised if it didn't show up. But she was definitely going to keep her hopes up. Her ears perked up upon hearing whistling, but she was too busy with her current task to actually look to see who it was. Wait, what? Upon hearing a voice, which she assumed belonged to the whistler, her head whipped around. A smirk instantly graced her face. *"Little lost flower? I'm your little lost.. flower? Where'd that come from. Honestly, i don't think i'm a flower. I mean.. I'm not dainty of anything."* She grinned and nodded when he asked her name. "That's right, Charlie. By the way.. is Charlie short for anything? Because y'know.. i'd LOVE to ~~tease you~~ know your full name." The blond straightened up, glancing to the box one last time before glancing over at the boy. "Actually, yes. I've lost a glove. Have you seen any?" __________________ 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