Super Slytherin Buddy - ⅓ She-Snake Trio || EVIL Healer
A smile crept onto Cece's face as Justin spoke to her. "Yes, it is about time it happens. I do believe we are going to have lots of fun tonight." They would be in a place they wouldn't have to worry about rancid smells ruining their night.
And speaking of stench at the table, Cece looked in the direction of the person Paul was accusing of his smell then looked back at him. "And I suppose some of her perfume just so happened to hit you from all the way over there." Nice try plant man.
Cecelia just rolled her eyes when Leo rambled on about that ridiculous tie and other this Cassie had given him. If the man wanted to look ridiculous then so be it. It wasn't like he had the best taste in anything anyway. After all, the man was going to marry that nutter who gave him that tie.
Oh geesh, and now Leo was the one being the damn drama llama here. Even with the astronut laying quietly on the floor, things still weren't peaceful around her. "Oh calm yourself Kitridge. Do you honestly think I would leave him laying over there if I for one second thought there was something seriously wrong with the man." That was more of a statement than it was a question. For a man who was supposed to be so smart,he sure was an idiot.
And then there was Myers being all dramatic. "Oh dear man, you haven't seen cold hearted yet," she retorted as she got up out of her seat. Oops! Was that his precious banjo she just accidentaly knocked to the floor and broke? What a shame. Someone should tell the old man not to bring his toys to dinner.
Not rushing at all, Cece finally made her way over to Flamsteed. "Oh get out of the way you two," she said as she pushed Leo and Paul out of the way. "Water is not what Flamsteed needs," she said as she pulled something out of her pocket. "What he needs is to stop being such a big baby when it comes to his ridiculous suits." And with that remark she popped the top off the little bottle in her hand and ran it under his nose. Now THAT was a stench that would wake the dead. Or those pretending to be dead.
Now get off the floor and act like a man Flamsteed!
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