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StarShine · 06-01-2014, 10:22 AM

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Originally Posted by emjay

Nessa pulled her cloak tightly around her, thankful that she had remembered her mittens. She had been wanting to sit outside while she worked on tweaking her lesson plans.. she had wanted that picnic with Cassie.. but nice days were fewer and fewer to find. It just kept getting increasingly colder and she was worried it was going to be a bitter winter. Or maybe one that was cold early to get it out the way for an early spring. Yes, that was looking on the bright side, that was much better.

But at any rate, she did want to be outside for at least a little while. The brunette was getting far too cooped up inside and it was far too early for cabin fever. She wanted a little people watching and social interaction, so she took her cup of steaming hot tea and her binder full of notes to the courtyard. Casting a heating charm on the immediate area around her, she took a seat on one of the benches and laid out her things next to her.

December.

It was only December and Cosgrach KNEW Scotland winter was harsh, but this? This was FREEZING. SCANDINAVIA. ICE. ICELAND. ICE AGE!

He had safely wrapped himself in 238 layers of shirts, 379 layers of winter coats and 139 winter cloaks. He had a white-green Celtics FC winter hat and a white-blue Rangers FC scarf. He wore the thickest dragon hide gloves and his boots were made in Russia - specifically designed for Siberia. And only then did he feel warm and secure enough to venture out.

And to see Nessa. And to smile to himself. And also to feel guilty immediately, but to reassure himself that it was completely innocent. It wasn't like he was going to ask Nessa out too - he just enjoyed her company, and Merlin knew he needed a bit of positivity.

Approaching her from behind as silently as he could, he ignored that she had a tea that could slip from her hands and did an old trick: he breathed INTO her right ear as quickly as he could.

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StarShine DoM Kappa Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Cell culture hood Posts: 13,005 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mona Deandra Hellmann Gryffindor First Year x5 x6	¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Quote: Originally Posted by emjay Nessa pulled her cloak tightly around her, thankful that she had remembered her mittens. She had been wanting to sit outside while she worked on tweaking her lesson plans.. she had wanted that picnic with Cassie.. but nice days were fewer and fewer to find. It just kept getting increasingly colder and she was worried it was going to be a bitter winter. Or maybe one that was cold early to get it out the way for an early spring. Yes, that was looking on the bright side, that was much better. But at any rate, she did want to be outside for at least a little while. The brunette was getting far too cooped up inside and it was far too early for cabin fever. She wanted a little people watching and social interaction, so she took her cup of steaming hot tea and her binder full of notes to the courtyard. Casting a heating charm on the immediate area around her, she took a seat on one of the benches and laid out her things next to her. December. It was only December and Cosgrach KNEW Scotland winter was harsh, but this? This was FREEZING. SCANDINAVIA. ICE. ICELAND. ICE AGE! He had safely wrapped himself in 238 layers of shirts, 379 layers of winter coats and 139 winter cloaks. He had a white-green Celtics FC winter hat and a white-blue Rangers FC scarf. He wore the thickest dragon hide gloves and his boots were made in Russia - specifically designed for Siberia. And only then did he feel warm and secure enough to venture out. And to see Nessa. And to smile to himself. And also to feel guilty immediately, but to reassure himself that it was completely innocent. It wasn't like he was going to ask Nessa out too - he just enjoyed her company, and Merlin knew he needed a bit of positivity. Approaching her from behind as silently as he could, he ignored that she had a tea that could slip from her hands and did an old trick: he breathed INTO her right ear as quickly as he could.