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BanaBatGirl · 02-08-2016, 11:57 PM

Partners?

Davie perked up from fiddling with various instruments and tools at his work station, and adjusted the collar of his lab coat with a soft, "Hemhemhem," upon hearing the professor's announcement.

He loved Potions, and he enjoyed Professor Netwon, but uhhhh, for some reason today, he couldn't stop staring at Rachel's face. ~~And not for the usual reasons.~~ There was... hmm, well, there was something zig-zaggy on there. On her face there? Yeah. There was something there that wasn't there before. ~~Were those zits?~~ "R-r-rrrr...rraaach...." He started to say aloud, squinting over toward her and her flock? Squad? Squadron? Teammates? with questionable confidence.

...then better judgment kicked in. Mmmmm nahhhhhhhhhhhhh, he wasn't going to push the zig-zag thing. Actually, he wasn't going to push anything at all. He was probably just not seeing things correctly. Davie's glasses most likely needed a new prescription, because he was growing and his pants were all looking like highwaters, whatever those were, he didn't know, his mum just said things at him sometimes, like that time she shouted at him to hair cut and he'd gotten his hairs cut but it hadn't been enough hairs apparently, and really who knew what women wanted anyway? Who could understand them sometimes? Or most times? What if those WERE zits and he pointed them out to Rachel and then she hated him forever and would not only NOT be his partner in potions, but also not be his partner in ANYTHING ELSE EVER AGAIN, so it would be best to just not risk it, nope, so he was just going to keep standing over here in the back of the room, with his arms crossed over his chest, while Rachel stood over there on the other side of the room, with her... bevy of ladies, doing lady things.

Yes, that was the proper terminology. Bevy. A bevy of ladies, and he was alone in a pity of prisoners here in the back of the potions room...

02-08-2016, 11:57 PM	#54 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	*Partner, anyone? eyes Rachel/Alicia* XD** Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Partners? Davie perked up from fiddling with various instruments and tools at his work station, and adjusted the collar of his lab coat with a soft, "Hemhemhem," upon hearing the professor's announcement. He loved Potions, and he enjoyed Professor Netwon, but uhhhh, for some reason today, he couldn't stop staring at Rachel's face. ~~And not for the usual reasons.~~ There was... hmm, well, there was something zig-zaggy on there. On her face there? Yeah. There was something there that wasn't there before. ~~Were those zits?~~ "R-r-rrrr...rraaach...." He started to say aloud, squinting over toward her and her flock? Squad? Squadron? Teammates? with questionable confidence. ...then better judgment kicked in. Mmmmm nahhhhhhhhhhhhh, he wasn't going to push the zig-zag thing. Actually, he wasn't going to push anything at all. He was probably just not seeing things correctly. Davie's glasses most likely needed a new prescription, because he was growing and his pants were all looking like highwaters, whatever those were, he didn't know, his mum just said things at him sometimes, like that time she shouted at him to hair cut and he'd gotten his hairs cut but it hadn't been enough hairs apparently, and really who knew what women wanted anyway? Who could understand them sometimes? Or most times? What if those WERE zits and he pointed them out to Rachel and then she hated him forever and would not only NOT be his partner in potions, but also not be his partner in ANYTHING ELSE EVER AGAIN, so it would be best to just not risk it, nope, so he was just going to keep standing over here in the back of the room, with his arms crossed over his chest, while Rachel stood over there on the other side of the room, with her... bevy of ladies, doing lady things. Yes, that was the proper terminology. Bevy. A bevy of ladies, and he was alone in a pity of prisoners here in the back of the potions room... __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind