01-31-2014, 01:54 AM
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Mooncalf
Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Robertser Gryffindor Fourth Year | Ern's Walmart Greeter Quote:
Originally Posted by Shanners Christmas? Was it that time yet? Was she able to go home and decorate a tree and put bows in her nieces hair too? How about matching pyjamas? No. No, still wasn't that time yet. It'd be almost time when Mama Tam popped, for suuuuuure. Which probably should have happened already. She had been huge over summer even. People had obviously got their dates messed up and she was just brewing a hostile.
Falling against her boyfriend, she giggled and tilted her head. "Hi sweetie." He had a pretty face. Such a pretty face. Elodie grinned back at him, and put her arms around his middle, contemplating for a moment whether it would be entirely smart to lift herself up and sit on his lap......on the counter. Only for a moment, because she didn't see it ending very well, or at least ending with something broken. Kitchen appliance or human. Probably human, knowing her luck. Broken boyfriend one year, broken bestie for part of the next, broken Elodie to continue the trend? "I'm not sure how I feel about the kitchen becoming some sort of place for us..." She'd just get fat. Coul titled his head at the girl, just looking at her, enjoying that cause soon he wouldn't be able to just show up and see her everyday and that's all the really seemed to be occupying his mind lately other than Christmas and things that went with that. But still, that all took over his head more than NEWTs or graduating or job opportunities. It kept him up at night.
Which he supposed was a good thing. Mainly cause that meant less odds for nightmares, not that he'd been having a lot of those. Just every once in a while. A little more than normal people he supposed.
But lately nightmares involved bad happenings at Hogwarts and him not being there to help and protect Elodie. It was silly. He knew that. Hogwarts was supposed to be a safe place. He worried too much.
He leaned in closer to her and pecked her forehead. "Why's that? You don't like the kitchen?" It did smell in here sometimes. But it was never dirty. Coul guessed that this wasn't only their spot either. Plenty of other couples or friends must have had the same idea. "The swing could become our new place..."
__________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________ _____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine __________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e |
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