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Magical Soul · 06-12-2012, 09:07 PM

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Originally Posted by Cedric

Footsteps.

Paulie perked up some and turned his head to see who was invading his down time. Oh! He returned the grin, though, when he saw that it was Louisa walking over. "Don't mind if I do," he said, taking two of the peeled slices from her palm and biting off the tip of one. Mmm, they were good, too. Juicy and not super stringy like some oranges could be.

"You finally over that cold of yours, Helen?" It didn't seem like she was hacking away or sneezing much. And she was all smiles, too, so she must have been pretty recuperated.

Helen. She would've snorted if she could, but her nose was still dried out so a major eye rollage sufficed. "I'm definitely better, thanks." And now that they decided to talk and not just stare off, she kicked her flats off and propped her legs up on the couch underneath her. "I still have this nasal tone to my voice, though. I don't want to sound like an old cat lady in my seventeenth birthday, y'know!" But she didn't say it angrily or anything. Louisa was in a gooooood mood, she got only a week before she was officially not-underage. She might get her apparation license soon too. Life couldn't get any better.

Leaning her head on the back of the couch she pretended to poke the boy, "Why were you sitting here all alone?" It wasn't like him to just lie silently. "Some stubborn couple having issues and you did this whole hero-in-the-shadow thing to get them over it and live happily ever after?" Which didn't work in her case but it seemed like something he enjoyed doing so... yeah, no better guess. The last orange was popped into her mouth as she looked at him expectantly.

06-12-2012, 09:07 PM	#59 (permalink)
Magical Soul Kappa Join Date: Jun 2010 Location: GMT +3 Posts: 14,517 x6	Dalliesa \| Ab-Bot \| Hogwarts Trojan War \| Quote: Originally Posted by Cedric Footsteps. Paulie perked up some and turned his head to see who was invading his down time. Oh! He returned the grin, though, when he saw that it was Louisa walking over. "Don't mind if I do," he said, taking two of the peeled slices from her palm and biting off the tip of one. Mmm, they were good, too. Juicy and not super stringy like some oranges could be. "You finally over that cold of yours, Helen?" It didn't seem like she was hacking away or sneezing much. And she was all smiles, too, so she must have been pretty recuperated. Helen. She would've snorted if she could, but her nose was still dried out so a major eye rollage sufficed. "I'm definitely better, thanks." And now that they decided to talk and not just stare off, she kicked her flats off and propped her legs up on the couch underneath her. "I still have this nasal tone to my voice, though. I don't want to sound like an old cat lady in my seventeenth birthday, y'know!" But she didn't say it angrily or anything. Louisa was in a gooooood mood, she got only a week before she was officially not-underage. She might get her apparation license soon too. Life couldn't get any better. Leaning her head on the back of the couch she pretended to poke the boy, "Why were you sitting here all alone?" It wasn't like him to just lie silently. "Some stubborn couple having issues and you did this whole hero-in-the-shadow thing to get them over it and live happily ever after?" Which didn't work in her case but it seemed like something he enjoyed doing so... yeah, no better guess. The last orange was popped into her mouth as she looked at him expectantly.