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Shanners · 06-19-2014, 10:44 PM

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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley

Charlie didn't like bad mood!Charlie. She knew that when things sucked she was likely to snap at and take it all out on someone she loved and she didn't like, nor want to do that. She didn't notice Elodie waving, as she began to tear a piece of bread apart and drop little chunks into her soup. Maybe if she played with the food for long enough, it might begin to look a little bit appetising.

Or she might begin to be a little bit hungry.

Hearing the shout and knowing immediately who it was, because only one person in the world sounded like that, and only one person called her that, Charlie turned to the girl behind her, wondering what on Earth she'd done. Why Elodie was shouting at her was beyond her comprehension right now, and she wasn't in the mood for it.

Her scowl, however, melted away very quickly at the sight of the water dripping down El's face, and Charlie began to giggle. "Sorry, Els but I -" She didn't get to finish her pathetic, chortling apology because THE SNOWBALLS HAD NOW HIT HER.

She wasn't scowling, but she WASN'T HAPPY anymore, either. Her hair looked NICE today. REALLY nice. And now it was all wet and stuck to her face and MESSY.

"ELS."

Of course, it hadn't been Elodie, for Charlie was looking directly at her when she'd been hit, but if Elodie was allowed to say her name all dramatic like, it was only fair that the younger girl could do so in return. POUTING.

Of COURSE Charlie would find this funny. Of course she would laugh. It was only natural that someone would find that funny, but considering as she was supposed to be one of Elodie's best friends...she wasn't hunting down the person to blame! SHE WAS LAUGHING. And before Elodie had time to let her finish or scold her for it... she had been pelted too, as had the rest of the table and whomever else was there. This meant war.

But it didn't. Because she didn't have any intention of smacking anyone today. She hadn't put it on her morning agenda, and it wasn't exactly on her to do list for seventh year. Well...not smacking any strangers, anyways. She had three people on her list that it was okay to punch. Four, if you counted having someone on there for the pure reason that they'd been punched by her before and could potentially deserve it once again. Els hoped not though.

Raising a hand to her mouth to cover her laughter at her friend being got too, Elodie pushed the leftovers of their little bombardment onto the floor and sat down beside Charlie. "I think they got your soup...."

And her hair.

06-19-2014, 10:44 PM	#62 (permalink)
Shanners DMAC & DMC Manticore Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: whoville Posts: 43,369 Gryffindor Sixth Year First Year x7 x5	∞ 17 \| RP entrepreneur \| defies gravity \| Miss George is flawless \| blanket burrito lyfe Quote: Originally Posted by Harron Peasley Charlie didn't like bad mood!Charlie. She knew that when things sucked she was likely to snap at and take it all out on someone she loved and she didn't like, nor want to do that. She didn't notice Elodie waving, as she began to tear a piece of bread apart and drop little chunks into her soup. Maybe if she played with the food for long enough, it might begin to look a little bit appetising. Or she might begin to be a little bit hungry. Hearing the shout and knowing immediately who it was, because only one person in the world sounded like that, and only one person called her that, Charlie turned to the girl behind her, wondering what on Earth she'd done. Why Elodie was shouting at her was beyond her comprehension right now, and she wasn't in the mood for it. Her scowl, however, melted away very quickly at the sight of the water dripping down El's face, and Charlie began to giggle. "Sorry, Els but I -" She didn't get to finish her pathetic, chortling apology because THE SNOWBALLS HAD NOW HIT HER. She wasn't scowling, but she WASN'T HAPPY anymore, either. Her hair looked NICE today. REALLY nice. And now it was all wet and stuck to her face and MESSY. "ELS." Of course, it hadn't been Elodie, for Charlie was looking directly at her when she'd been hit, but if Elodie was allowed to say her name all dramatic like, it was only fair that the younger girl could do so in return. POUTING. Of COURSE Charlie would find this funny. Of course she would laugh. It was only natural that someone would find that funny, but considering as she was supposed to be one of Elodie's best friends...she wasn't hunting down the person to blame! SHE WAS LAUGHING. And before Elodie had time to let her finish or scold her for it... she had been pelted too, as had the rest of the table and whomever else was there. This meant war. But it didn't. Because she didn't have any intention of smacking anyone today. She hadn't put it on her morning agenda, and it wasn't exactly on her to do list for seventh year. Well...not smacking any strangers, anyways. She had three people on her list that it was okay to punch. Four, if you counted having someone on there for the pure reason that they'd been punched by her before and could potentially deserve it once again. Els hoped not though. Raising a hand to her mouth to cover her laughter at her friend being got too, Elodie pushed the leftovers of their little bombardment onto the floor and sat down beside Charlie. "I think they got your soup...." And her hair. __________________ [Grimoire]__________________________________________________ ____________