10-25-2015, 05:12 PM
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MO Moke
Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Winterfell
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Gideon Emerson Slytherin Seventh Year x4
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Originally Posted by hermionesclone Something Phillip was learning very quickly was that this blonde haired girl was very defensive. AND, whether he liked it or not -- he didn't like it AT ALL, OKAY? -- but she was fighting back to his words a lot and not letting him getting his way. UH. Phillip Romalotti was NOT used to that, okay? He ALWAYS got his way. ALWAYS. But now, he was blinking at her like a goldfish because he just didn't know how to answer her question. "Because, uh......" MERLIN. "Because they're clothes. Pieces of cloth and fabric." Like, HELLO?!
She was staring at him. Creep. He had his moments but he wasn't that weird, you know. Feeling a sense of competitiveness run through him, the boy stared right back.
There's loads wrong with the planet? That wasn't an answer he was expecting, to be honest. And not about, oh Merlin, the ozone layer? That layer around the Earth? "I've heard of it, sure, but what's wrong with it, exactly?" What? It wasn't a complete lie; he had seen a diagram in an astronomy textbook once a long time ago but that was before he was happily distracted by some people playing exploding snap and nearly burning their eyebrows off.
Ahhhhhh, good times! Chloe wrinkled her nose at him again, making her freckles squish in an ugly kind of way. He was so stubborn and wrong, emphasis on the wrong. There were loads of things that were just made up of other things, did that make them any less important? So what if clothes were just cloth and fabric. She sighed at him, big dramatic sigh, "And you're just made up of skin and bones. Does that mean that you're not important? Hmm?" Hmmmmm?
The blonde wasn't trying to be competitive with the staring, she just was. He was so weird. Weirdo. And he was extremely judgey (said the girl who staring at him with nothing but judgement).
Uh oh. Ummm. She knew there was a lot wrong with the ozone layer. Her Daddy had said so, but she didn't know what. Clara and Daddy always got so ranty when they went on about it that she typically tuned them out. Lots of conspiracy theories in her house. But now tuning them out was biting her in the behind. She blinked a couple of times before going the defensive route, "I shouldn't have to tell you. Read a book." Translation: she had no idea.
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