07-04-2014, 04:26 AM
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DMLE & DMAC Mooncalf
Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Robertser Gryffindor Third Year | Ern's Walmart Greeter Quote:
Originally Posted by Shanners A common hangout? Els tilted her head and gestured to the office around them. "Does it look like it gets used often?" Had she not been aware of the layer of unclean in here? "Let's see... Does your dorm room look like this, little Ravenclaw?" Oh yes, she knew exactly who her dorm mate was too. Sophs shouting about it that one time had well and truly given little Coral-Bay Aldrich a place in the Hufflepuff's memory. As 'Bridge Girl', of course. Nicknames were a gesture of good will, right?
Unless they came from Elodie...
Chicken liver... Pelican beak... Orange peel? They weren't exactly witty.
The Prefect rolled her eyes when she heard what book the kid was reading, opened the door just a crack and performed an accio on one of her own books. C'mere bookie. She waited for it with a hand outstretched, and kept her eyes drifting between Bridge Girl and just outside of the door until her copy of Jane Eyre settled in it, and then she closed the door once more and held it out to her. "Read something with a little more substance, kid. You'll choke yourself reading about this place." CB hesitated and gave the room another look around. She was right, obviously. It didn't.. exactly... Well, it was kind of gross in here. But after an afternoon with CB and Hallie, this place could be a proper nice place to hang around. "No... I keep it really super clean. Spotless, really. It's pretty." She offered the pretty prefect a small smile and moved her book a little in her lap, not closing it, just adjusting it a bit so it sat a little nicer in her lap.
Almost perfectly even between her legs. She wasn't exactly her sister. But she tried to be sometimes.
It wasn't really the same.
Coral-Bay tilted her head at the prefect's offering, gently reaching out her hand to receive the book from the other girl. Was she just gonna give it to her? "What's this? What's it about?" She looked over the book, skimming over the description on the back. It.. well, it wasn't a history book. "I... I don't know that i'll like it." She liked her history book. She got to read about every place around the castle she visited. Almost like she was visiting it. Touching every little crack in the wall that went along with the stories in her book. It was her favorite. "Don't you want to read it?" she offered the book back.
__________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________ _____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine __________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e |
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