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PatInTheHat · 05-13-2014, 01:26 AM

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

Dora was one of those people who never looked hurried. It didn't matter if she was late for something, or had a last minute assignment, or was feeling harassed. She just looked composed all the time, and part of that, Mo was sure, had to do with the fact that she simply didn't care if she was late or had something due. The clock in Dora's head just told her that whatever time it was happened to be the right time, and that whatever was stressing someone else was of no importance to her.

It was sort of enviable, especially to Mo, who tried to be early everywhere he went and still felt like he managed to show up out of breath and harassed looking. At least his shirt was tucked in and his trousers pressed. "Hi," he grinned broadly at the waiting seventh year. "Ready for our last party?"

Dora didn't bother with removing herself from the wall when she spotted Mo, she only fixed her face into a lazy grin. Even if he was harassed and out of breath, he was still here and that was all that mattered since nothing could start without them both being present. "Hey." Her eyes flickered to the door briefly before returning to him. "I'm ready for a lot of lasts, but I'm not ready to count this as one. I still expect presents from you post-graduation." She was joking, but only about the presents part. The prefect still hoped to do stuff like this with Mo when they were full fledged adults.

"You should go in first." Dora inclined her head toward the entrance, still not moving from the wall. She'd not been waiting long, but had spent some time thinking about what would appear inside, since she needed things to occupy her mind and this seemed like a safe one.

And what Mo would find when passing through the door is a room covered from wall to wall in blankets, something akin to a blanket fort but with higher ceilings and more space to allow for easier movement. Lanterns lit up the room, showing the numerous comfy couches, couch cushions and pillows for seating, and also a sole table in the center of it all for them to sit at.

05-13-2014, 01:26 AM	#4 (permalink)
PatInTheHat DMAC Chizpurfle Join Date: Dec 2009 Location: In The Clouds. Posts: 10,783 Hogwarts RPG Name: Maximiliano Delgado Sixth Year x6 x3	Browncoat l Extra Syrup l Kita's Strong Confident Other Half l Lemon Patch Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin Dora was one of those people who never looked hurried. It didn't matter if she was late for something, or had a last minute assignment, or was feeling harassed. She just looked composed all the time, and part of that, Mo was sure, had to do with the fact that she simply didn't care if she was late or had something due. The clock in Dora's head just told her that whatever time it was happened to be the right time, and that whatever was stressing someone else was of no importance to her. It was sort of enviable, especially to Mo, who tried to be early everywhere he went and still felt like he managed to show up out of breath and harassed looking. At least his shirt was tucked in and his trousers pressed. "Hi," he grinned broadly at the waiting seventh year. "Ready for our last party?" Dora didn't bother with removing herself from the wall when she spotted Mo, she only fixed her face into a lazy grin. Even if he was harassed and out of breath, he was still here and that was all that mattered since nothing could start without them both being present. "Hey." Her eyes flickered to the door briefly before returning to him. *"I'm ready for a lot* of lasts, but I'm not ready to count this as one. I still expect presents from you post-graduation." She was joking, but only about the presents part. The prefect still hoped to do stuff like this with Mo when they were full fledged adults. "You should go in first."** Dora inclined her head toward the entrance, still not moving from the wall. She'd not been waiting long, but had spent some time thinking about what would appear inside, since she needed things to occupy her mind and this seemed like a safe one. And what Mo would find when passing through the door is a room covered from wall to wall in blankets, something akin to a blanket fort but with higher ceilings and more space to allow for easier movement. Lanterns lit up the room, showing the numerous comfy couches, couch cushions and pillows for seating, and also a sole table in the center of it all for them to sit at. __________________ ♥ I won't pass up on the danger ♥ I'd miss out on the fun ♥_____ ______________♥We'll live while we're young ♥ We'll chase down the sun ♥_________________________