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BanaBatGirl · 04-26-2020, 04:36 PM

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Originally Posted by Magical Soul

His mother? Really?? "I never saw her wear them." He wondered out loud. Why did everyone stop being fun the moment he was born, he would like to know. But yeah, he GUESSED, his mom must've been one of those people back in the day when she was pretty and fun before she kept to home.

Duncan was kinda proud he caught the attention of Mal. She was a tough girl to impress, ya know, and she rarely found interest in his toys or the stories he had ~~weaved~~ to tell when she visited. So, this was very nice. He didn't want to go back to their seats. "I have to--" he started before they were being kicked out. WHY THE SHIRT, Duncan kept trying to break free of Mal's grip. "Legggooooo" he shouted with the man. His short legs managed to keep up as they ascended the stairs to the dark corridor and finally to where they were supposed to be.

He gave a final wiggle to free himself. "I have to go to the bathroom!" THERE, he wanted to tell her that all the way over here but the man's shouting was getting in the way.

"Never?" Mal also wondered what was up with that. Granted, she'd been away for the last....er, however many years, uh, many, many years if one counted Hogwarts and uni. But Jessa was the fun parent, compared to her dad, wasn't she????

She ignored her brother's general yelling and flailing as she DRAGGED HIM to where they were SUPPOSED to be. Finally, once they were away from the Italian, she let him go with a huff. "FINE." Go to the bathroom! Go, kid, shoo! "But I'm going to follow you!" Mal MEANT THAT. She had to keep a closer eye on Duncan than any of her stupid undergrads. And also, maybe she also had to go before the show started.

04-26-2020, 04:36 PM	#30 (permalink)
BanaBatGirl Banshee Join Date: May 2007 Location: Gotham Posts: 51,213 Hogwarts RPG Name: TBD Gryffindor Hogwarts RPG Name: Zara H. Bunbury-Foster Slytherin Fifth Year	Professor Pink \| Mrs. Bruce Wayne \| I'm on a Goat \| Glitterpuff \| Dumbledore's Defense Squad \| BHB Quote: Originally Posted by Magical Soul His mother? Really?? "I never saw her wear them." He wondered out loud. Why did everyone stop being fun the moment he was born, he would like to know. But yeah, he GUESSED, his mom must've been one of those people back in the day when she was pretty and fun before she kept to home. Duncan was kinda proud he caught the attention of Mal. She was a tough girl to impress, ya know, and she rarely found interest in his toys or the stories he had ~~weaved~~ to tell when she visited. So, this was very nice. He didn't want to go back to their seats. "I have to--" he started before they were being kicked out. WHY THE SHIRT, Duncan kept trying to break free of Mal's grip. "*Legggooooo" he shouted with the man. His short legs managed to keep up as they ascended the stairs to the dark corridor and finally to where they were supposed to be. He gave a final wiggle to free himself. "I have to go to the bathroom!" THERE, he wanted to tell her that all the way over here but the man's shouting was getting in the way. "Never?" Mal also wondered what was up with that. Granted, she'd been away for the last....er, however many years, uh, many, many* years if one counted Hogwarts and uni. But Jessa was the fun parent, compared to her dad, wasn't she???? She ignored her brother's general yelling and flailing as she DRAGGED HIM to where they were SUPPOSED to be. Finally, once they were away from the Italian, she let him go with a huff. "FINE." Go to the bathroom! Go, kid, shoo! "But I'm going to follow you!" Mal MEANT THAT. She had to keep a closer eye on Duncan than any of her stupid undergrads. And also, maybe she also had to go before the show started. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind