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Cedric · 04-06-2014, 04:12 PM

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Originally Posted by Wood'sLittleFlower

Well.

He'd done it.

How he'd done it, he still couldn't grasp, but he managed and thats what mattered, yeah? Yeah.. Coul glanced around, seeing familiar faces and just sat at the end of the table, where he had room and that, vaguely wondering if anyone besides Elodie would miss his presence. Probably no one. Not that he cared much.

He use to. Not so much anymore.

Maybe he was just being grumpy because he was actually distressed and upset about having to leave these halls forever... He wasn't one for showing it though.

He pushed his sad thoughts far from his head and rested it on his folded arms, which happened to be on the table.

Almost comfortable. Definitely not sad looking. Not Coulson Bradshaw.

Someone just got up from the place beside her. And now with this open space there, Schuyler had a clear view of Coul sitting a few feet down from where she was. Gosh, COUL, too. Coul was leaving.

She slid down the bench until she squished into him a bit, her arms going around him in a little side hug. Gosh, this boy worked out. She felt like she was hugging a rock. A slightly warmer than usual rock, yes. "Cooouuuul," she drawled. From the brief glance over at him a moment ago, it looked like he was mopey. Or maybe mopey and not trying to be mopey, but really he was mopey. Head on his arms = mopey. And he was completely entitled to feel this way, given that today was the end of term feast.

Still. Sad day was sad.

04-06-2014, 04:12 PM	#36 (permalink)
Cedric DERP Mooncalf Join Date: Jun 2009 Location: Winterfell Posts: 6,734 Hogwarts RPG Name: Samuel Chevalier Graduated x2	awwwwwwwwww Coul </3 Aidella \| King of Confusion \| Brittana \| Forever ACROMANTULA Quote: Originally Posted by Wood'sLittleFlower Well. He'd done it. How he'd done it, he still couldn't grasp, but he managed and thats what mattered, yeah? Yeah.. Coul glanced around, seeing familiar faces and just sat at the end of the table, where he had room and that, vaguely wondering if anyone besides Elodie would miss his presence. Probably no one. Not that he cared much. He use to. Not so much anymore. Maybe he was just being grumpy because he was actually distressed and upset about having to leave these halls forever... He wasn't one for showing it though. He pushed his sad thoughts far from his head and rested it on his folded arms, which happened to be on the table. Almost comfortable. Definitely not sad looking. Not Coulson Bradshaw. Someone just got up from the place beside her. And now with this open space there, Schuyler had a clear view of Coul sitting a few feet down from where she was. Gosh, COUL, too. Coul was leaving. She slid down the bench until she squished into him a bit, her arms going around him in a little side hug. Gosh, this boy worked out. She felt like she was hugging a rock. A slightly warmer than usual rock, yes. "Cooouuuul," she drawled. From the brief glance over at him a moment ago, it looked like he was mopey. Or maybe mopey and not trying to be mopey, but really he was mopey. Head on his arms = mopey. And he was completely entitled to feel this way, given that today was the end of term feast. Still. Sad day was sad. __________________