 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
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Originally Posted by Kimstar18  He raised an eyebrow at the (slight) tantrum being thrown by a 17 year old girl, holding his hands up in a sort of surrender stance after Daisy snatched the book right out of his hands. If looks could kill. The boy glanced towards the blob that now moved, with very bright green eyes and was staring him down. They both were, as a matter of fact. The distgruntled Daisy and her -- what was that thing anyway?!
Now -- here's the thing. Damien wasn't used to being spoken to, let alone being yelled at. Clearly Daisy was more upset with him than he originally thought through, and the booming voice that addressed him a second later made him jump back.
Well sure that was all he could say -- she obviously threw the book to deliberatly hit him in the head. "Nice aim". What was wrong with saying that??
He had to think fast.
"H--hi --?"
Nice. Real nice. One would think, having two older brothers who weren’t the brightest fire crabs in the cage, Daisy would realize that boys tended to be stupid and slow. But alas, that was a lesson Daisy was still learning. “Hi?” She raised herself up on her tip-toes to look the taller boy in the – well lips. “HI!?”
“Argh!!!” She promptly stomped down on his foot. Astrid’s big green eyes blinked and a soft chortle escaped his lizard’s lips as if he knew what Damien was in for. “You!” She poked him in the chest. “Stood!” Poke. “Me.” Poke. “UP! And all you have to say is hi?!”
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