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Lady of Light · 12-04-2019, 12:16 PM

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

Elegant. It was a beautiful word, wasn’t it? It was also a word that could never, ever be used to describe one Finneas Schmoe. For this lanky string-bean of a man was everything BUT elegant. He was the bumbling man he always was! Only this time, he was wearing a rather large set of dress robes. They were lilac! And clashed horribly with his hair.

He had forgotten his pocket protector though, and that in itself was a disaster waiting to happen... So he just needed to step out for a moment to— OH! He nearly ran into the young Gryffindor! The abrupt stop had him on his tip-toes so that he was VERY much towering over her. He did, however, look down to give her a SUPER BIG (borderline creepy) smile!! He wasn’t a scary dude. Just a strange one.

”Ms. Bell!” Ho, ho, ho. He laughed uncomfortably. If she was visibly upset, it went straight over Schmoe’s head. He was never good at that kind of thing, social cues. ”What are you doing out here? The ball is thataaaah awayyyy!” He punctuated the point with some wiggly brows and finger points to the door.

Lenora was simply standing where she was, thinking. She considered the idea of going inside and spending some time with her friends but.. she was also in SUCH a mood. U g h. Why was this so stressful? However, before she could come to a decision, Professor Schmoe suddenly appeared out of nowhere??

........... She helplessly looked around her. [B]“Uh... yes well, I wasn’t sure about going in, Professor.”/B] Lenora cleared her throat and stared up at him, suddenly wondering if his smile had always looked this.. weird. Why was he even smiling so much? Was her miserable mood amusing to him?

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Lady of Light Demiguise Join Date: Oct 2010 Location: Winterfell, yo Posts: 24,206 Hogwarts RPG Name: Natasha Shenoy Slytherin Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Andrea Bowen Gryffindor Fifth Year	SUMMER FOREVER Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack Elegant. It was a beautiful word, wasn’t it? It was also a word that could never, ever be used to describe one Finneas Schmoe. For this lanky string-bean of a man was everything BUT elegant. He was the bumbling man he always was! Only this time, he was wearing a rather large set of dress robes. They were lilac! And clashed horribly with his hair. He had forgotten his pocket protector though, and that in itself was a disaster waiting to happen... So he just needed to step out for a moment to— OH! He nearly ran into the young Gryffindor! The abrupt stop had him on his tip-toes so that he was VERY much towering over her. He did, however, look down to give her a SUPER BIG (borderline creepy) smile!! He wasn’t a scary dude. Just a strange one. ”Ms. Bell!” Ho, ho, ho. He laughed uncomfortably. If she was visibly upset, it went straight over Schmoe’s head. He was never good at that kind of thing, social cues. ”What are you doing out here? The ball is thataaaah awayyyy!” He punctuated the point with some wiggly brows and finger points to the door. Lenora was simply standing where she was, thinking. She considered the idea of going inside and spending some time with her friends but.. she was also in SUCH a mood. U g h. Why was this so stressful? However, before she could come to a decision, Professor Schmoe suddenly appeared out of nowhere?? ........... She helplessly looked around her. [B]“Uh... yes well, I wasn’t sure about going in, Professor.”/B] Lenora cleared her throat and stared up at him, suddenly wondering if his smile had always looked this.. weird. Why was he even smiling so much? Was her miserable mood amusing to him? __________________