 A Poop * k8 *
Just last week, huh. Eden nodded and.......she really got a look at the guy. Like REALLY looking at him...and she thought she--
"I RECOGNIZE YOU!" she cried suddenly. "You sang uh--that song--what the heck was it called--FOE GLASS REFLECTIONS!" she was positively BOUNCING. "Wow--SILVER STREELER! Right? Am I right?!" She was right she KNEW SHE WAS RIGHT.
She was excited now. And he was cute. Like. SO cute. Those tattoos...her blue eyes glazed over his arms briefly before meeting his gaze again. "Weeelllllll I'm mostly...looking for some old wizard rock...any chance you have some vinyls of like, Wiggenweld or...oooh any Cast Iron Magick?" She hadn't listened to Cast Iron in FOREVER. Ugh. "I just listen..." she explained, shoving her hands in her pockets and slipping off her engagement ring into her pocket. "I know people in the music world." Phoenix, mostly.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |