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Govoni · 10-18-2015, 12:57 AM

SPOILER!!: Roo!

Miss Reagan...

Rooney, you handsome, debonaire little person.

Feeling slightly overwhelmed by the thoughtfulness, Rea cupped her gloved hands to her face; mouth splitting into its own WIDE smile. No one had ever done anything this lovely for her before. So...it was quite a bit to take in. Of course, Reagan assumed that was due to people being intimidated by her diet. They probably didn't know what sorts of things to make her...which was NOT their faults. It was why she'd taken to fixing her own food at meals.

Looking towards the picnic, she wondered at what Rooney had made...and thought, even if it wasn't vegan, that she'd try to eat some of it...just to save his feelings. No matter if it did make her stomach turn.

"Yes..." She was still blown away. What did one say to this?! "...everything looks amazing!" Of course, Reagan wasn't the sort to stand on ceremony. So, she'd already converged on the blanket, making herself comfortable. She'd wait to give him the scrapbook until a bit later...after she finished oo'ing and ahh'ing over everything.

10-18-2015, 12:57 AM	#119 (permalink)
Govoni MO & DMLE Blast-Ended Skrewt Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Dragonstone Posts: 15,583 Hogwarts RPG Name: Lyric Bayliss-Black Slytherin Fourth Year x12 x12	Ancient Runes Homework Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese SPOILER!!: Roo! Quote: Originally Posted by Shanners Together with his stomach, his head was swirling and going a million times per hour. He was worried that there was something in his research that had led him to think an item of food was okay for her, but it wouldn't be. And he didn't want to be that person, nor did he want to be the person that let her eat something that wasn't exactly as it should be. Rooney was just about to tear open the basket of food he had when he heard his own name from up here in the tree house. Which meant that she was here. Which meant that she had gotten the note. Which meant that this was really happening. The second year turned his head to look at Reagan and smiled when he was able to shake away the nerves that really shouldn't have even been there. "Miss Reagan! You got my note?" Another smile, bigger this time. Miss Reagan... Rooney, you handsome, debonaire little person. Feeling slightly overwhelmed by the thoughtfulness, Rea cupped her gloved hands to her face; mouth splitting into its own WIDE smile. No one had ever done anything this lovely for her before. So...it was quite a bit to take in. Of course, Reagan assumed that was due to people being intimidated by her diet. They probably didn't know what sorts of things to make her...which was NOT their faults. It was why she'd taken to fixing her own food at meals. Looking towards the picnic, she wondered at what Rooney had made...and thought, even if it wasn't vegan, that she'd try to eat some of it...just to save his feelings. No matter if it did make her stomach turn. "Yes..." She was still blown away. What did one say to this?! "...everything looks amazing!" Of course, Reagan wasn't the sort to stand on ceremony. So, she'd already converged on the blanket, making herself comfortable. She'd wait to give him the scrapbook until a bit later...after she finished oo'ing and ahh'ing over everything. __________________ We live in cities you'll *never* see onscreen..._______________________________________________ So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a *palace, within our dreams...____________ We're on each other's team*._____