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DaniDiNardo · 09-23-2016, 02:51 PM

SPOILER!!: Olly and Bentley <3

Something that a what...? "Rude." It was a marigold, it looked like a marigold. "You've been spending too much time with your eyes behind your lenses cousin. It's starting to affect your sight." As in, how could he NOT see the work of art that this was? "No worries, we'll have Auntie Rhea send you some specs. Fair warning, I'll never not call you Four Eyes after." It reminded him of Davie. He missed his friend.

Olly here was a better sport and a more preferred critic--even if he'd only been humouring him with the compliment. Blaise gave a wide, dimpled grin. Glad at least someone knew how to lie. "Thanks mate. I'm giving it to Clara. She'll love it." Why wouldn't she?

The Gryffindor snorted at his cousin's protest. "Chloe doesn't counts as 'plenty' people. She's hardly one. Take my advice, let Olly paint you a new face. You'll look better for it and he's good with a brush." As was just said.

Basically, there was no way Bentley was leaving here tonight without a painted face. It was all in the name of fun. Where was his Halloween spirit?

09-23-2016, 02:51 PM	#20 (permalink)
DaniDiNardo MO & DMLE Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,243 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite SPOILER!!: Olly and Bentley <3 Quote: Originally Posted by Davvy_Wavvy SPOILER!!: Blaise and Oliver Was he looking to paint his face? The answer was no. Bentley was here to hopefully see a Chloe and hang out with his friends a bit but that was it. He shook his head in response to Olly. Wow weren't they adventurous today, trying food that had been out before they got there. Who knew what was in it. Bentley watched as his cousin, like Olly bit into the cookie. He looked at the 'thing' that Blaise made. *"That* looks like something a garden gnome vomited up." Ha ha ha, very funny. "I'm pretty sure plenty of people would protest thanks. I'll spare them the agony of covering up my face." Quote: Originally Posted by littledhampir SPOILER!!*: you two!* Even though Blaise claimed to be good at crafting, Olly wasn't sure if he believed him. But he gave him the benefit of the doubt because sometimes people could surprise you. He just watched while he frosted his second cookie as Blaise attempted to make one of those paper marigolds. And it turned out...interesting. Olly laughed and elbowed him. "Very nice." He kind of wanted to try his hand at making one of those marigolds. But he had to finish his cookie first before he could move on to something else. He was done frosting, though, and moved on to the sprinkles. It was looking even more delicious than the second one, even though he was pretty sure it would probably taste the same. This time he did care about presentation, though. It didn't seem like either boy wanted to get their face painted, which was too bad. "I'm good with a brush," Olly said. Bentley seemed pretty opposed to it though. It was fine. Olly was pretty preoccupied with his cookies at the moment. Something that a what...? "Rude." It was a marigold, it looked like a marigold. "You've been spending too much time with your eyes behind your lenses cousin. It's starting to affect your sight." As in, how could he NOT see the work of art that this was? "No worries, we'll have Auntie Rhea send you some specs. Fair warning, I'll never not call you Four Eyes after." It reminded him of Davie. He missed his friend. Olly here was a better sport and a more preferred critic--even if he'd only been humouring him with the compliment. Blaise gave a wide, dimpled grin. Glad at least someone knew how to lie. "Thanks mate. I'm giving it to Clara. She'll love it." Why wouldn't she? The Gryffindor snorted at his cousin's protest. "Chloe doesn't counts as 'plenty' people. She's hardly one. Take my advice, let Olly paint you a new face. You'll look better for it and he's good with a brush." As was just said. Basically, there was no way Bentley was leaving here tonight without a painted face. It was all in the name of fun. Where was his Halloween spirit? __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.