07-02-2017, 02:14 PM
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Originally Posted by Erindipity After sending word for Roo to meet her, the blonde quickly made her way out to the wooden bridge and plopped down. She cared not if it was wet, snowy, cold, anything. Her life was OVER. Ruined. Crushed. And she just needed her friend. He was always good at distraction and cuddles. Not that Sam wasn't, but she was just in the mood for a Roo right now.
Pulling her wool hat down lower the Gryffindor stared at her hands in her lap. Her nails were horrible at the moment. Atrocious. Hideous. Starting to scrape at the polish she found herself crying. Over spilt nail varnish? Looked that way, certainly. Not that she gave a Merlin's patooty what others might think if they saw her at the moment. She was, honestly, in the mood to fight someone if they crossed her. A feeling that she usually kept at bay.
Where was a stupid American when she needed one? Rooney was used to getting messages requiring his company from his sister or Katy, but from Dora it was becoming only a recent thing. It was nice to have a new friend, but he was getting increasingly worried about how she would deal with him being gone come September. Nothing he would voice to her, but just thought he was having. The chill in the air was something he was used to and something he was sure she hadn't accounted for, so he had with him a spare jacket and a blanket if she needed to be draped in something as well as his arms.
As the Ravenclaw settled down to sit beside her, he noticed the tears and instantly wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. "S'alright. You aren't an ugly crier."
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