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Lislchen · 11-23-2018, 08:11 PM

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Originally Posted by Waterloo

It was something of a rare occurrence this term, but Max was actually in a good mood for once. As he left the dormitory and entered the Common Room, however, little did he know that the good mood was going to be short-lived. Hah.

He scanned the Common Room for the best place to do a spot of gobstone polishing and then made a beeline for the comfy seats by the window, drawstring bag clutched in his hand.

....... that's when disaster struck.

Coordination wasn't something he'd been blessed with and klutz should've been his middle name because next thing he knew, he was tripping over his own two feet. The drawstring bag flew from his hand and hit the floor and Max watched in horror as gobstones rolled everywhere. In every direction. Under the sofas, under the armchairs. Everywhere.

And that wasn't even the worst of it. These gobstones were old and prone to malfunctioning so they were basically teeny tiny grenades ready to squirt their foul-smelling liquid on anyone who got too close.

Cameron had simply been sitting by the fireplace, reading, minding his own business as one does. He only stopped once in a while to write something down in the small notebook next to him on the sofa. If anyone had happened to glance at it, they would have easily been able to guess that he was seemingly planning out a vacation. A vacation for two this summer. To Wales. The happy smile on his lips clearly indicated that he was VERY excited about this. He hadn't even been aware of the fact that Max had come down from their dorm, so engrossed was he in his task.

That is until........disaster struck!

With a surprised yelp Cameron looked up and - thanks to his Quidditch player reflexes - quickly pulled up his feet onto the sofa and off the floor to avoid any and all gobstones coming for him. Uh oh. "Are you alright?" That seemed to a priority BEFORE devising a plan to pick up the gobstones again without smelling like troll dung afterwards. Cam knelt down on the sofa and looked at Max, holding onto the back of the sofa with both hands.

11-23-2018, 08:11 PM	#9 (permalink)
Lislchen DERP & DMAC Dwarf Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: Vienna [GMT+1] Posts: 35,575 Hogwarts RPG Name: Siobhán O'Shea Graduated x3 x2	The Kisapaths \| Sila!Roti \| -2 \| TouchableHair \| ToiletPaperGuy \| QueenOfConfusion Quote: Originally Posted by Waterloo It was something of a rare occurrence this term, but Max was actually in a good mood for once. As he left the dormitory and entered the Common Room, however, little did he know that the good mood was going to be short-lived. Hah. He scanned the Common Room for the best place to do a spot of gobstone polishing and then made a beeline for the comfy seats by the window, drawstring bag clutched in his hand. ....... that's when disaster struck. Coordination wasn't something he'd been blessed with and klutz should've been his middle name because next thing he knew, he was tripping over his own two feet. The drawstring bag flew from his hand and hit the floor and Max watched in horror as gobstones rolled everywhere. In every direction. Under the sofas, under the armchairs. Everywhere. And that wasn't even the worst of it. These gobstones were old and prone to malfunctioning so they were basically teeny tiny grenades ready to squirt their foul-smelling liquid on anyone who got too close. Cameron had simply been sitting by the fireplace, reading, minding his own business as one does. He only stopped once in a while to write something down in the small notebook next to him on the sofa. If anyone had happened to glance at it, they would have easily been able to guess that he was seemingly planning out a vacation. A vacation for two this summer. To Wales. The happy smile on his lips clearly indicated that he was VERY excited about this. He hadn't even been aware of the fact that Max had come down from their dorm, so engrossed was he in his task. That is until........disaster struck! With a surprised yelp Cameron looked up and - thanks to his Quidditch player reflexes - quickly pulled up his feet onto the sofa and off the floor to avoid any and all gobstones coming for him. Uh oh. "Are you alright?" That seemed to a priority BEFORE devising a plan to pick up the gobstones again without smelling like troll dung afterwards. Cam knelt down on the sofa and looked at Max, holding onto the back of the sofa with both hands. __________________ I just wanted you to know that this is me trying ________________________________{Drabbles}_{Meet Lissy}_{DERP}