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Lockhartian · 06-24-2013, 01:26 AM

Text Cut: we love you!

Interesting. Very interesting awkwardness. Though, Lottie was entirely sure that she was the same the first time she got a hug from someone outside her family. But really, she didn't mind. Airey had done his best. ^^

N'awwww. Look! HE WAS GIVING HER THE TEA AND ICE CREAM SHE'D ASKED FOR! This only brought more tears to her eyes, but the different kind. And she was starting to think this whole thing ridiculous, and she needed to pull herself together, right? Right! But yellooooow...

...Airey was even giving her something to dry her tears, that was nice. And she took the piece of fabric and gave him a small smile. "Thank you, Professor." He could go and hex Vinteren, right? It wasn't frowned upon between Staff people, yeah? She wouldn't suggest that, though, she simply tried to dry some tears, and was succeeding at it, before she started to explain. The tea she'll take in a few minutes, but she did take a spoonful of ice cream before speaking. "In *sniff* detention. With Mr. Vinteren. He had a huge bucket full *sniff*, entirely full of yellow paint...," THIS was the most terrifying thing ever..., "...and he made me paint...*sniff*...the walls, all the walls, and I was surrounded...," and she started to cry again, but took more ice cream and stopped, "...and when I spoke...the wall talked back, repeating my words...*sniff*," well, yes, she was calmer, it was probably the ice cream, or Airey, or everything, "...it was awful." Nod, nod.

And more ice cream, yup.

06-24-2013, 01:26 AM	#92 (permalink)
Lockhartian Kappa Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: The Eyrie Posts: 14,982 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ashton P. Walker First Year x11 x11	geez, what a breakdown. XD Eagle Eye [⅓ Badger Trio] Felon & Kafka ♥ Gilderoy Lockhart <3 [TEAM 947!] Text Cut: we love you! Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie With almost robotic movements, Airey walked into his office with Miss Wisteria practically attached to him. Maybe if he thought of himself as the sun and Miss Wisteria as a celestial body being drawn towards him because of his gravitational pull... Oh, hey, this was working already. Well, these thoughts and the fact that she sat down. Good. Personal space was good. So without another word he summoned a cup and a bowl and began to give her the comfort she was seeking. Raspberry flavored, of course. "Here you go, Miss Wisteria," he said. He also removed his pocket square and handed it over for her to use. For those tears and all. Leaning back in his own seat, he resisted the urge to fidget and instead set both hands palm down on his legs. "What happened exactly?" Interesting. Very interesting awkwardness. Though, Lottie was entirely sure that she was the same the first time she got a hug from someone outside her family. But really, she didn't mind. Airey had done his best. ^^ N'awwww. Look! HE WAS GIVING HER THE TEA AND ICE CREAM SHE'D ASKED FOR! This only brought more tears to her eyes, but the different kind. And she was starting to think this whole thing ridiculous, and she needed to pull herself together, right? Right! But yellooooow... ...Airey was even giving her something to dry her tears, that was nice. And she took the piece of fabric and gave him a small smile. "Thank you, Professor." He could go and hex Vinteren, right? It wasn't frowned upon between Staff people, yeah? She wouldn't suggest that, though, she simply tried to dry some tears, and was succeeding at it, before she started to explain. The tea she'll take in a few minutes, but she did take a spoonful of ice cream before speaking. *"In sniff* detention. With Mr. Vinteren. He had a huge bucket full sniff, entirely full of yellow paint...," THIS was the most terrifying thing ever..., "...and he made me paint...sniff...the walls, all the walls, and I was surrounded...," and she started to cry again, but took more ice cream and stopped, "...and when I spoke...the wall talked back, repeating my words...sniff," well, yes, she was calmer, it was probably the ice cream, or Airey, or everything, "...it was awful."** Nod, nod. And more ice cream, yup.