Mooncalf
Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee
Posts: 7,958
Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Robertser Gryffindor Fifth Year | Ern's Walmart Greeter Draper. Wasn't really much of a name, was it? Sounded... kind of soft. And James? Well... Ennis stood outside of the man's office, waiting. He lifted his wrist, checking the beat up watch face. Yeah. It was time. Time for the meeting. He wasn't late or early. Just.. on time. If anything, maybe he was a few minutes late... this old watch liked to stop on him and alter itself after one too many jinxes had come in contact with it's old joints.
He knocked on the door, cold seeping into his knuckles, and waited some more.
__________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________  _____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine __________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e |