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Lauralicious · 05-13-2014, 12:18 PM

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Originally Posted by Gryffindoll

“I’m not recommending that either,” said Louis with a smile. In that, he had to agree with Vinnie. It wasn’t pleasant to admit but, realistically speaking, nothing was meant to last forever, right? “It’s not about the end result, Vin.” Why was she so focused on the concept of guaranteed disappointment? “It’s about what happens in between. A relationship may end, but you’ll have memories you won’t regret.”

Oookay, that was a little deep. When was Lou a master at the complexities of life? It was probably the butterbeer talking. And speaking of which. “Want another bottle?” he asked the girl, taking notice of the nearly-empty bottle she had set down at that moment.

“Ah, yes, how could I forget? The McFay honesty. You could destroy kingdoms with your tongue.” Lou chuckled softly, shaking his head with amusement. Even if he himself wasn’t as blunt as his Slytherin friend, he actually quite liked that quality about her. At least with Vinnie there was no guessing around, no deciphering clues. She said things as they were, no pretty rainbows or butterflies to frame the situation. At her following teasing, he laughed and rolled his eyes. “Hey, if you ever meet a guy who’s too embarrassed to admit his love for kittens or pillows, then he’ll probably be too embarrassed to admit his love for you, too.”

JFC Jun was right, he was a sap. Zip it, Bolton.

Moving on.
Oh, now he was ‘little cherub’. Really?! Louis laughed lightly, shaking his head in disapproval. “I hope that’s not going to be your last try at a nickname for me, McFay. I’m gonna need something a little more exciting.” Or, at least, something that didn’t compare him to a pink-cheeked baby, for Circe’s sake. “Very long. So I think I’ll keep it for a while…”

Louis didn’t realize he was doing it, but he’d pushed himself back a little on the couch as Vinnie crawled toward him. For a second there, she looked like she was about to transform into a snake and eat him whole; but instead, the happy girl shared with him her love for music. SIGH. Relief. Though he did jump a little when she poked him. “As sure as the amen in church?” He laughed lightly. She was using these expressions, but poked fun at his use of ‘canoodling’?! C’monn. “Do you play any instruments, then?” he asked curiously, finishing off the rest of his butterbeer in one long sip. He wasted no time in grabbing another bottle.

But before Louis could open his second butterbeer, Vinnie was daring him to smell her feet. Oh? He raised his eyebrows at this as if to say, ‘really?’ But despite her grinning, she was obviously quite serious as she held her little foot high up in the air.

With an amused smile and knowing already that he would probably regret this later, Louis sat up on the couch and slowwwwly leaned in toward Vinnie’s exposed foot. Much to his relief, her feet didn’t attack his nostrils with a terrible stench as he’d feared. No, actually, they smelled kind of nice. Like… a strawberry-ish kinda powder? Very feminine. The boy didn’t even realize how long he’d been sniffing (oh yeah, he was TOTALLY going to regret this come the next day; talk about acting like a total weirdo), when he finally pulled away, opening his eyes.

“Alright… fine. You have very… pleasantly-scented feet, BBT.” He nodded approvingly, flashing her a mischievous smile and tickling her exposed foot for a second before opening his bottle. Still smiling at his friend, he took a long sip.

Vinnie couldnt help but smile at Louis' comment. That was pretty deep, coming from a boy too. Somehow he was a lot different to boys she knew. What made it refreshing to spent time with him, she liked it. „But sometimes you dont want the memories to last“, the girl said,“ sometimes you do regret. So i'd rather not start at all.“ That wasnt entirely true, cause the idea of having someone was nice. Maybe she was just a little damadged. But she wouldnt go there, not now. Nope.“I always want another one“, the brunette grinned and gulped down the last bit of butterbeer left in the bottle in her hand.

Destroy kingdoms with her tongue? Was he alright? „ You are crazy“, the Slytherin chuckled,“ i dont want to destroy i want to heal. You know what i said about the surgeon? Yep, still on about that.“ It was a dramatic example and maybe a little over the top but it was true.Some people needed a reality check and that always hurt but was for their best.

„So if a guy doesnt like pillows and kittens he isnt able to love me?“, the Slytherin rearranged his thoughts and chuckled. What if she liked guys with tattoos that played in rock bands and spit on the floor?“I am into bad boys, Bolton“, she winked,“ i dont think they like kittens and pillows. More beer and destroyed jeans.“ Besides that love was a big word...a big word not to be discussed right now. No need to ruin their lovely get together. „You know your girlfriend is lucky, you seem like such a teddy“, she winked.

Little cherub was the perfect nickname for Louis though. She constantly wanted to pinch his cheeks and pet his head. Thats what you did with cherubs wasnt it?“It cant be that bad cause you are laughing," the brunette winked,“ what about exciting cherub then?“ But that sounded like a bad...movie. A bad movie they shouldnt watch. Ever. If he prefered that though, Vinnie was in. Anything to make the little exciting cherub happy, she was such a good pet mama. „You should only keep it if your girlfriend likes tickles“. That was very important cause if she didnt...they couldnt kiss while he had that beard thing going on....and what benefits did a relationship have if it not getting to kiss the person that made your heart beat faster.

Vinnie couldnt help but laugh as her cutesy friend pushed himself back on the sofa. She wasnt gonna attack him, what did he think? Haha, adorable.“ I am not gonna kill you no need to escape“, the girl giggled. Oh no, she giggled. She hated when she did that, so girly and stupid. As she saw him jump after her little poke the fifth year couldnt help but laugh. „You're so sensitive, awww.“

What was wrong with the amen in church? Not that she went to church...she didnt even believe in god but that expression was just as awesome as canoodling. Caanooodling. Snort. „ I do“, she nodded,“ i play drums. I used to play in a band, the glowing pixies.“ Those were the glory days...but then life changed and now she drummed on chairs and tables. Not quite the same. Look at that...all manly Louis gulped up his beer. Oh la la.

Vinnie just laughed as he held up her foot in the air. They didnt have thaaat much butterbeer did they? The question really was, was this the butterbeer making her hold up her foot for her friend to smell or was it just her, being stupid? As always? The Slytherin just waited in her position until she finally saw Louis leaning in. Hah this was actually happening. Good for Louis her feet didnt smell...otherwise he might be traumatised. She couldnt help but giggle as he kept sniffing her foot, she probably was the most ticklish person ever. Gladly he didnt sniff her sides...that would be deadly.

„Very pleasently scented feet?“, Vinnie laughed,“how much butterbeer did you have before you met up with me huh?“ Not that she had smelled her feet herself, cause quite frankly she wasnt that flexible, but that seemed to be a bit...over the top. Hehe. And then it happened, he tickled her. „Looouuuiiisss“, she laughed almost falling off the sofa,“ i-i-i am tickliiiissh“. Oh no she would regret telling him...

05-13-2014, 12:18 PM	#21 (permalink)
Lauralicious Formerly: Miss Feenella X-treme Horcrux Slayer! Doxy Join Date: Jul 2010 Location: GMT Posts: 6,201 Hogwarts RPG Name: Lany MCKenna Fourth Year	Quote: Originally Posted by Gryffindoll “I’m not recommending that either,” said Louis with a smile. In that, he had to agree with Vinnie. It wasn’t pleasant to admit but, realistically speaking, nothing was meant to last forever, right? “It’s not about the end result, Vin.” Why was she so focused on the concept of guaranteed disappointment? “It’s about what happens in between. A relationship may end, but you’ll have memories you won’t regret.” Oookay, that was a little deep. When was Lou a master at the complexities of life? It was probably the butterbeer talking. And speaking of which. “Want another bottle?” he asked the girl, taking notice of the nearly-empty bottle she had set down at that moment. “Ah, yes, how could I forget? The McFay honesty. You could destroy kingdoms with your tongue.” Lou chuckled softly, shaking his head with amusement. Even if he himself wasn’t as blunt as his Slytherin friend, he actually quite liked that quality about her. At least with Vinnie there was no guessing around, no deciphering clues. She said things as they were, no pretty rainbows or butterflies to frame the situation. At her following teasing, he laughed and rolled his eyes. “Hey, if you ever meet a guy who’s too embarrassed to admit his love for kittens or pillows, then he’ll probably be too embarrassed to admit his love for you, too.” JFC Jun was right, he was a sap. Zip it, Bolton. Moving on. Oh, now he was ‘little cherub’. Really?! Louis laughed lightly, shaking his head in disapproval. “I hope that’s not going to be your last try at a nickname for me, McFay. I’m gonna need something a little more exciting.” Or, at least, something that didn’t compare him to a pink-cheeked baby, for Circe’s sake. “Very long. So I think I’ll keep it for a while…” Louis didn’t realize he was doing it, but he’d pushed himself back a little on the couch as Vinnie crawled toward him. For a second there, she looked like she was about to transform into a snake and eat him whole; but instead, the happy girl shared with him her love for music. SIGH. Relief. Though he did jump a little when she poked him. “As sure as the amen in church?” He laughed lightly. She was using these expressions, but poked fun at his use of ‘canoodling’?! C’monn. “Do you play any instruments, then?” he asked curiously, finishing off the rest of his butterbeer in one long sip. He wasted no time in grabbing another bottle. But before Louis could open his second butterbeer, Vinnie was daring him to smell her feet. Oh? He raised his eyebrows at this as if to say, ‘really?’ But despite her grinning, she was obviously quite serious as she held her little foot high up in the air. With an amused smile and knowing already that he would probably regret this later, Louis sat up on the couch and slowwwwly leaned in toward Vinnie’s exposed foot. Much to his relief, her feet didn’t attack his nostrils with a terrible stench as he’d feared. No, actually, they smelled kind of nice. Like… a strawberry-ish kinda powder? Very feminine. The boy didn’t even realize how long he’d been sniffing (oh yeah, he was TOTALLY going to regret this come the next day; talk about acting like a total weirdo), when he finally pulled away, opening his eyes. “Alright… fine. You have very… pleasantly-scented feet, BBT.” He nodded approvingly, flashing her a mischievous smile and tickling her exposed foot for a second before opening his bottle. Still smiling at his friend, he took a long sip. Vinnie couldnt help but smile at Louis' comment. That was pretty deep, coming from a boy too. Somehow he was a lot different to boys she knew. What made it refreshing to spent time with him, she liked it. „But sometimes you dont want the memories to last“, the girl said,“ sometimes you do regret. So i'd rather not start at all.“ That wasnt entirely true, cause the idea of having someone was nice. Maybe she was just a little damadged. But she wouldnt go there, not now. Nope.“I always want another one“, the brunette grinned and gulped down the last bit of butterbeer left in the bottle in her hand. Destroy kingdoms with her tongue? Was he alright? „ You are crazy“, the Slytherin chuckled,“ i dont want to destroy i want to heal. You know what i said about the surgeon? Yep, still on about that.“ It was a dramatic example and maybe a little over the top but it was true.Some people needed a reality check and that always hurt but was for their best. „So if a guy doesnt like pillows and kittens he isnt able to love me?“, the Slytherin rearranged his thoughts and chuckled. What if she liked guys with tattoos that played in rock bands and spit on the floor?“I am into bad boys, Bolton“, she winked,“ i dont think they like kittens and pillows. More beer and destroyed jeans.“ Besides that love was a big word...a big word not to be discussed right now. No need to ruin their lovely get together. „You know your girlfriend is lucky, you seem like such a teddy“, she winked. Little cherub was the perfect nickname for Louis though. She constantly wanted to pinch his cheeks and pet his head. Thats what you did with cherubs wasnt it?“It cant be that bad cause you are laughing," the brunette winked,“ what about exciting cherub then?“ But that sounded like a bad...movie. A bad movie they shouldnt watch. Ever. If he prefered that though, Vinnie was in. Anything to make the little exciting cherub happy, she was such a good pet mama. „You should only keep it if your girlfriend likes tickles“. That was very important cause if she didnt...they couldnt kiss while he had that beard thing going on....and what benefits did a relationship have if it not getting to kiss the person that made your heart beat faster. Vinnie couldnt help but laugh as her cutesy friend pushed himself back on the sofa. She wasnt gonna attack him, what did he think? Haha, adorable.“ I am not gonna kill you no need to escape“, the girl giggled. Oh no, she giggled. She hated when she did that, so girly and stupid. As she saw him jump after her little poke the fifth year couldnt help but laugh. „You're so sensitive, awww.“ What was wrong with the amen in church? Not that she went to church...she didnt even believe in god but that expression was just as awesome as canoodling. Caanooodling. Snort. „ I do“, she nodded,“ i play drums. I used to play in a band, the glowing pixies.“ Those were the glory days...but then life changed and now she drummed on chairs and tables. Not quite the same. Look at that...all manly Louis gulped up his beer. Oh la la. Vinnie just laughed as he held up her foot in the air. They didnt have thaaat much butterbeer did they? The question really was, was this the butterbeer making her hold up her foot for her friend to smell or was it just her, being stupid? As always? The Slytherin just waited in her position until she finally saw Louis leaning in. Hah this was actually happening. Good for Louis her feet didnt smell...otherwise he might be traumatised. She couldnt help but giggle as he kept sniffing her foot, she probably was the most ticklish person ever. Gladly he didnt sniff her sides...that would be deadly. „Very pleasently scented feet?“, Vinnie laughed,“how much butterbeer did you have before you met up with me huh?“ Not that she had smelled her feet herself, cause quite frankly she wasnt that flexible, but that seemed to be a bit...over the top. Hehe. And then it happened, he tickled her. „Looouuuiiisss“, she laughed almost falling off the sofa,“ i-i-i am tickliiiissh“. Oh no she would regret telling him...