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pundantic · 06-27-2013, 10:05 PM

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Originally Posted by JustAlice

Derry folded the letter she'd been reading and put it in her pocket, doing her best to fit the little box in to... and failing. But oh well. She could just hold it. Conversation was the point right now - manners and whatnot.

PFFT. MY. NAME. IS. DERRY. She thought, eyeing the boy. But she'd given up trying to argue with him - he just wasn't learning to it wasn't worth wasting her time, no matter how uncomfortable pet names made her. She was getting better at all that stuff anyway. "Yeah I'm alright." Bit tired, bit hungry, bit... ignoring the homework that was piling up in her dorm. She eyed him curiously again, he didn't seem himself. "..You sure you're okay?"

Why did it always look like, whenever he was talking to her, like she had somewhere BETTER to be? Pfft, he was wonderful and beautiful and handsome and awesome. There was no where else better for her to be then right here with him and after all, he was fond of this one for Quidditch reasons. Ew, nope. Still sounded weird. Quidditch.

Anyway, back to more important things like the bathroom and how much he needed it right about NOW. Was he sweating? No, he didn't sweat, he glistened. Mhmm. "Awesome." Oh, was he okay. Well now that she mentioned it, "Where is the loo?" Who cared about subtleness at a time like this... SERIOUSLY.

06-27-2013, 10:05 PM	#20 (permalink)
pundantic MO Moke Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Winterfell Posts: 8,760 Hogwarts RPG Name: Gideon Emerson Slytherin Seventh Year x4	Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN Quote: Originally Posted by JustAlice Derry folded the letter she'd been reading and put it in her pocket, doing her best to fit the little box in to... and failing. But oh well. She could just hold it. Conversation was the point right now - manners and whatnot. PFFT. MY. NAME. IS. DERRY. She thought, eyeing the boy. But she'd given up trying to argue with him - he just wasn't learning to it wasn't worth wasting her time, no matter how uncomfortable pet names made her. She was getting better at all that stuff anyway. "Yeah I'm alright." Bit tired, bit hungry, bit... ignoring the homework that was piling up in her dorm. She eyed him curiously again, he didn't seem himself. "..You sure you're okay?" Why did it always look like, whenever he was talking to her, like she had somewhere BETTER to be? Pfft, he was wonderful and beautiful and handsome and awesome. There was no where else better for her to be then right here with him and after all, he was fond of this one for Quidditch reasons. Ew, nope. Still sounded weird. Quidditch. Anyway, back to more important things like the bathroom and how much he needed it right about NOW. Was he sweating? No, he didn't sweat, he glistened. Mhmm. "Awesome." Oh, was he okay. Well now that she mentioned it, "Where is the loo?" Who cared about subtleness at a time like this... SERIOUSLY. __________________