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Hera · 03-15-2015, 12:48 AM

SPOILER!!: Norahhhh!

Fancy parties kinda sucked, and they especially sucked when one didn't know anybody. WHERE were his friends?! Hhhhhmmm? So far he wasn't able to recognise anyone. Not from their hair, eyes or their style of dress... nothing. HE WAS ALONE!

...

Food was definitely to be had now, no more standing and staring. just as he turned, his body came into contact with another. One that yelled MEATBALLS. There were meatballs? He had to have one.

Zeke was hardly rattled from the experience, but the girl seemed shaken by it. His arms had shot out to catch her, but once he was steadied, and figuring she was too, his arms dropped back to his sides.

"Uhhh... depends who's asking," he replied, still thoroughly confused at not recognising the person. How many students did Hogwarts have? How could there still be people he'd never SEEN before.

03-15-2015, 12:48 AM	#50 (permalink)
Hera DMC Abraxan Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Perth, AU (GMT +8) Posts: 25,070 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jasper Hart First Year x10 x10	½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf SPOILER!!: Norahhhh! Quote: Originally Posted by Sararara Norah teetered around in her heels until she found the most importantest part of the entire night: the FOOD. Wearing a mask made everything hard enough to see and stuff, but the high heels made everything a bazillion times harder. This was a bad idea. Bad bad bad idea. She should've worn sneakers or something, she probably couldn't even DANCE with these dumb shoes on. Not that she even knew how to dance--or anybody would ever ask her, which they wouldn't. The shoes did make her tall though. That was new. The third year leaned over the table and plucked a meatball from a platter which she placed promptly in her mouth and--MERLIN. What was this stuff MADE OF? Norah's eyes widened under her mask and she picked up two more meatballs and ate them quickly. Nobody knew who she was, okay? They couldn't blame her for eating all the meatballs. Although the sparkly mask and nail polish may have given her away...ahem. She spotted a pile of plates at the end of the table and teetered over with a fourth meatball between her fingers when--"MY MEATBALL!" Oops. Hadn't meant to shout, but it was a big deal, alright? She eyed the boy (Zeke) she'd crashed into but had no idea who it was. "Sorry! I mean, um. Hi! Who're you? I just...my meatball" Stupid shoes. They ruined everything. Fancy parties kinda sucked, and they especially sucked when one didn't know anybody. WHERE were his friends?! Hhhhhmmm? So far he wasn't able to recognise anyone. Not from their hair, eyes or their style of dress... nothing. HE WAS ALONE! ... Food was definitely to be had now, no more standing and staring. just as he turned, his body came into contact with another. One that yelled MEATBALLS. There were meatballs? He had to have one. Zeke was hardly rattled from the experience, but the girl seemed shaken by it. His arms had shot out to catch her, but once he was steadied, and figuring she was too, his arms dropped back to his sides. "Uhhh... depends who's asking," he replied, still thoroughly confused at not recognising the person. How many students did Hogwarts have? How could there still be people he'd never SEEN before. __________________