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A RUINED reputation? Was Miss Carter here looking to insult this Gryffindor? Paulie grinned her way, though. "Oh please, you and I BOTH know that I would only improve your rep." He paused suddenly, then seemed to reconsider. "..Okay, who am I kidding? I would totally ruin any reputation you have," he laughed. Ahaa, so his suggestion of letting him handle her birthday had hooked her, mhmm. Not that he blamed her. "It's your birthday, so it's a surprise. Although I will require that we throw you a party over the summer." DEAL or NO DEAL.
He smiled widely when she gave a good gut laugh. Laughs like that were the best. And she began to answer, but then she cut herself off all of a sudden and narrowed her eyes like he was up to something. Which he so wasn't! He rolled his blue-green eyes when she refused to answer his question until he answered hers. "I don't even remember your question!" Let's see... vampires, heroes and shadows, shadows in the dark... or wait, what was it? Heroes in the shadows, that's it. The literal/figural thing. "Okay, okay... I am neither a literal nor figural 'hero in the dark' or whatever, 'cause I've never done anything heroic, really," he answered. And that was logical, and SHE was logical, so hopefully she would just be pleased with his answer and answer HIM already. Because Paulie did not like waiting.
Seeeee, even he admit it. Though it only made her laugh and shake her head, "
Geez... " she cocked an eyebrow at him then and dragged herself an inch closer, "
What would you, Paulie Foster the shadow hero, do if I gave you my wholeheartedly consent then?" It could be a rheutic question... it could be a dare. Louisa liked mind games and this boy over here wasn't boring or literal, it
should be fun playing with him, right?
Doesn't remember her question, how typical. Louisa pretended to be annoyed by that, "
I asked why you were sitting here alone all quiet and - well, alone." It wasn't everyday that you stroll into a room expecting it to be deserted
to do some bubble-relaxation but find one of your close friends sitting there staring off at the ceiling. "
You don't seem like the meditating type to me," she leaned sideways on the couch's back again and went on, "
And I swear if you dodge the question again or wave it off or do one of those mind tricks, I'll..." Her mind raced for a couple of seconds before blurting out, "
... make you succumb somehow. I mean it." She soooooo need to think of a way to do that.
Bleeeeh, failure.