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Charely Potter · 05-12-2020, 03:27 AM

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Originally Posted by kayquilz

Aboli didn't noticed the looming presence until it was too late, and he was EATING HER CARROTS. Not that she minded. She didn't! But he didn't even ask permission. She clicked her tongue impatiently and YANKED the plate away, even from the poor snail who had been munching too. "Excuuuuuuuuse you," she raised a VERY pronounced eyebrow at him. "You could ask nicely and then - and only then - will we share with you. And by we--I mean Devon and myself!" She picked up the little garden snail and placed him on her finger. He was the size of the whole top digit of her thumb. "These carrots are for him and his friends. See? Another one is coming along. It's probably Drisilla," she said as she spotted another little snail, slightly smaller than Devon, gliding this way.

"So ask nicely. Say please. And we can commence the group carrot eating." She said as she eyed him. Where was his manners, honestly? Poor Devon was sliding around in a (slow) circle now, all confused. Whereeee had his carrot pieces gone? Drisilla (at least, again, she was guessing it was her) had come to a stop next to Devon. "I had five of you. Where are the rest of you lot?" she asked them, as if one of them would answer.

If he was so hungry, why didn't go find his own snacks? She recognized him as one of the boys in her year in her own house! And she didn't even remember his NAME.

Curtis stared at the girl in front of him. Devon and his friends? Curtis had a feeling she was a tree hugger but a snail lover? Was this the time to judge? Didn't matter, he was judging anyway. "Devon? I thought that was part of the meal. You look fancy enough to partake in Escargot." Sure, Curtis was half-french but he was not up for eating snails, especially live ones.

The way she was visibly scrutinizing Curtis, would surely be enough to teach him that. Yes, he should've asked. And yes, being polite before taking. But did that really mean he would? "Well, it'd be easier if I knew your name before asking politely. Was it Abby?" Curtis smiled. He thought she was cute. "Maybe Devon's friend Debbie decided to take a walk or a trail. Whatever it's called. Maybe she wasn't in the mood for carrots." Yes, he was toying with her. "Did you bring them from home or something?" He was noticing a trend on classmates bringing new pets in the school. It was great.

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Charely Potter St. Mungo's Mod WWW Mod Doxy Join Date: May 2003 Location: Blue (EST) Posts: 6,330 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ean Zoilo Feirgrund Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Jansher Leon Grunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diego Mason Melo-Dreamer Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Dionysus Scorpius Laramore Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Paul Lee Gene Rocker Hufflepuff Third Year Ministry Department Head: Firash Zarko Grunt Games & Sports Ministry Department Head: Isaek Fyodore Edelbach International Cooperation x8 x7	;3 • HuffleStud • Knight of The Zodiac • Manly Beard-Grower • Cicatrice de Harry • Quote: Originally Posted by kayquilz Aboli didn't noticed the looming presence until it was too late, and he was EATING HER CARROTS. Not that she minded. She didn't! But he didn't even ask permission. She clicked her tongue impatiently and YANKED the plate away, even from the poor snail who had been munching too. "Excuuuuuuuuse you," she raised a VERY pronounced eyebrow at him. "You could ask nicely and then - and only then - will we share with you. And by we--I mean Devon and myself!" She picked up the little garden snail and placed him on her finger. He was the size of the whole top digit of her thumb. "These carrots are for him and his friends. See? Another one is coming along. It's probably Drisilla," she said as she spotted another little snail, slightly smaller than Devon, gliding this way. "So ask nicely. Say please. And we can commence the group carrot eating." She said as she eyed him. Where was his manners, honestly? Poor Devon was sliding around in a (slow) circle now, all confused. Whereeee had his carrot pieces gone? Drisilla (at least, again, she was guessing it was her) had come to a stop next to Devon. "I had five of you. Where are the rest of you lot?" she asked them, as if one of them would answer. If he was so hungry, why didn't go find his own snacks? She recognized him as one of the boys in her year in her own house! And she didn't even remember his NAME. Curtis stared at the girl in front of him. Devon and his friends? Curtis had a feeling she was a tree hugger but a snail lover? Was this the time to judge? Didn't matter, he was judging anyway. "Devon? I thought that was part of the meal. You look fancy enough to partake in Escargot." Sure, Curtis was half-french but he was not up for eating snails, especially live ones. The way she was visibly scrutinizing Curtis, would surely be enough to teach him that. Yes, he should've asked. And yes, being polite before taking. But did that really mean he would? "Well, it'd be easier if I knew your name before asking politely. Was it Abby?" Curtis smiled. He thought she was cute. "*Maybe Devon's friend Debbie decided to take a walk or a trail. Whatever it's called. Maybe* she wasn't in the mood for carrots." Yes, he was toying with her. "Did you bring them from home or something?**" He was noticing a trend on classmates bringing new pets in the school. It was great. __________________