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Shanners · 06-25-2014, 12:42 AM

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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley

"My SOUP?!"

Charlie was startled, and outraged, and there was much hand flailing going on as she tried to shake the mess off of herself. She may have laughed at Elodie being hit, because that was a far more amusing matter.

"What about my HAIR?"

That was clearly what was important here, because even though Elodies hair still managed to look nice and pretty and perfectly effortless when pelted with snowballs, Charlies did not. Her damp blonde highlights clung to her cheeks, along with the mascara stains that made it appear like she had been crying.

Which, although she wanted to right at this moment, she had not. Grabbing a napkin from the table and wiping at her face, the Ravenclaw swivelled back around as her best friend joined her, before pushing her soup away. "Who was it?" She hoped so much that Elodie knew who the culprits were, because they'd be getting a swift kick from her stilletos at some point soon.

And there was Charlie's dramatics for the day. Elodie rolled hey eyes at her friend and used her wand sensibly to dry her hair before she cried or something. "See. Look. It's fine. No damage. Get your big girl boots on before I stick my foot somewhere it shouldn't be." Choo got one of her best 'Auntie Elodie' looks, and then she sighed before getting herself a bread roll and leaving Charlie to do whatever she wanted to do with the soup. Eat it, get some more, not eat. Whatever. Didn't matter.

"You think I'd be sitting here with bread if I knew? It came from over there..." She gave a little point with her bread at that moment, and then sighed. This was what she got for not even sitting at her own table. This was her punishment for somehow not being loyal or whatever.

Charlie's was obviously punishment for looking like the world had ended or something serious had happened. "Just forget about it. If it happens again, I'll find someone to punch in the face."

Eat yo soup, kidda.

06-25-2014, 12:42 AM	#64 (permalink)
Shanners DMAC & DMC Manticore Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: whoville Posts: 43,360 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mozart Bronwyn #ee6600 Gryffindor Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Maebry Grimaldi #ff8d6d First Year x7 x5	∞ 17 \| RP entrepreneur \| defies gravity \| Miss George is flawless \| blanket burrito lyfe Quote: Originally Posted by Harron Peasley "My SOUP?!" Charlie was startled, and outraged, and there was much hand flailing going on as she tried to shake the mess off of herself. She may have laughed at Elodie being hit, because that was a far more amusing matter. "What about my HAIR?" That was clearly what was important here, because even though Elodies hair still managed to look nice and pretty and perfectly effortless when pelted with snowballs, Charlies did not. Her damp blonde highlights clung to her cheeks, along with the mascara stains that made it appear like she had been crying. Which, although she wanted to right at this moment, she had not. Grabbing a napkin from the table and wiping at her face, the Ravenclaw swivelled back around as her best friend joined her, before pushing her soup away. "Who was it?" She hoped so much that Elodie knew who the culprits were, because they'd be getting a swift kick from her stilletos at some point soon. And there was Charlie's dramatics for the day. Elodie rolled hey eyes at her friend and used her wand sensibly to dry her hair before she cried or something. "See. Look. It's fine. No damage. Get your big girl boots on before I stick my foot somewhere it shouldn't be." Choo got one of her best 'Auntie Elodie' looks, and then she sighed before getting herself a bread roll and leaving Charlie to do whatever she wanted to do with the soup. Eat it, get some more, not eat. Whatever. Didn't matter. "You think I'd be sitting here with bread if I knew? It came from over there..." She gave a little point with her bread at that moment, and then sighed. This was what she got for not even sitting at her own table. This was her punishment for somehow not being loyal or whatever. Charlie's was obviously punishment for looking like the world had ended or something serious had happened. "Just forget about it. If it happens again, I'll find someone to punch in the face." Eat yo soup, kidda. __________________ [Grimoire]__________________________________________________ ____________