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Cedric · 05-28-2020, 02:51 AM

SPOILER!!: Ro & Laila

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Originally Posted by Magical Soul

Oh. Well, she didn't get that until now that they were both at the line engaged in conversation. Genny didn't mind waiting with him despite how tired she was. That was part of the commitment of being someone's girlfriend, right? Telling the boyfriend she got asked out to a party and accepted did not make the cut obviously, but waiting in line together? Def.

Just kidding, Genny didn't see it was important to tell Sam beforehand. It was nothing.

Why did Sam have so many questions about this, though? It was a bloody mystery how the Sorting Hat missed his Ravenclaw genes. Genny answered after a small sigh, being extremely patient, "I am the plus one." With David. Duh. The ministry ball they... went... to... OH. "Yeah!" She stared up ahead, realization dawning on her now that last year Sam had asked her to the same ball. And asked her to be his girlfriend then. What a nice, fun memory ~~that she forgot~~. "Yeah. So, good, you know them! The balls. With the ministry. It's the same one." The realization started turning into a mixed feeling of nervousness and a liiiittle bit of fear - something Genny wasn't familiar with. "Probably won't wear the same dress, though. I don't think it fits anymore anyway. I really should watch those sandwiches, right?" Was she speaking too fast? It felt like it with all the saliva pooling into her mouth. "Maybe make that only two and ease down on the tahini sauce. Actually, I can just wear a suit, keep the sauce and the two sandwiches." Someone should seriously stop her, the switch in her brain was broken by now. Was Sam even paying attention to the sandwich dilemma?

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

...well that had been a terrible match, hadn't it? Er??? David didn't really follow Quidditch, and only attended the games he was forced to view, but he did pay close attention to Genny's team, as she was his friend and he wanted the best for her. He knew she wasn't the........what is an appropriate word here.........nicest person to be around when she had just lost, so after the match ended, he did his usual disappearing act and decided to find something to eat, because he didn't cook and he didn't want to go back to their ~~smallish~~ flat yet.

He'd really taken to wandering around London on his own, after all. It was peaceful time of day, early evening, and the sun was still up for the next few, so here he was, standing in line at this...Muggle shop...thing...food...cart? His hunger had drawn him here but per usual he was overthinking his hasty decision to purchase something from the vendor, particularly since the man running it may have had questionable hygiene practices, hairy hands, and a rather large spiderweb tattoo on his neck.

David did not approve, but he hadn't gotten out of line yet. He was still trying to count the Muggle money in his pocket to calculate what his change would be IF he did buy a sandwich or wrap or whatever it was when his ears caught a familiar-sounding voice. Perhaps it was his imagination, but he could have sworn a couple a little ways behind him kept saying his name??

He turned slightly, leaning out of the queue to see if it was who he thought it was. "Genny?" Was that her? He didn't have his glasses on at the moment, er, at all actually, ever since that tornado woman took them.... Plus quidditch was actually more tolerable when he could only half-see what was going on, so he didn't have his contacts in either.

Sometimes it really was a wonder how Sam and Genny were together. The cliche 'opposites attract' must have been made for couples like them – though it didn't hurt that Genny was always easy on the eyes. Right now, as Genny fixated on the food stand, Sam gave an exasperated sigh in response to how clueless she was being. Was she playing dumb? Or maybe she'd just received too many bludgers to the head because any normal person would realize that this was the kind of thing that you at least mention to your boyfriend.

"Well, lovely. Great foresight, thanks for telling me," he answered sarcastically, annoyed at her daftness. "It's not like I work for the ministry or anything." How weird was it going to be when Genny showed up to a fancy event hosted by his workplace, with their roommate?? And Sam showed up, what, alone? Pfft. No way he was going stag. To be honest, he didn't even know if he was going to go in the first place, but that was beside the point here.

There was a gust of wind, and he swept a hand over his carefully disheveled hair to make sure it was still in place. This was the precise moment when some random person in line turned around and called Genny by name. Okay, not a random person. David himself, how convenient. "Speak of the devil," Sam mumbled, refraining from an eyeroll. Ironically, as far as Genny's friends went, David had been growing on him somewhat. He wasn't some blabbermouth hot shot like some of her quidditch teammates, and he kept things tidy at the flat, which bode well for him in Sam's eyes. But given Sam's current annoyance, Genny's new date didn't exactly have the best timing.

05-28-2020, 02:51 AM	#56 (permalink)
Cedric DERP Mooncalf Join Date: Jun 2009 Location: Winterfell Posts: 6,733 Hogwarts RPG Name: Samuel Chevalier Graduated x2	Aidella \| King of Confusion \| Brittana \| Forever ACROMANTULA SPOILER!!: Ro & Laila Quote: Originally Posted by Magical Soul Oh. Well, she didn't get that until now that they were both at the line engaged in conversation. Genny didn't mind waiting with him despite how tired she was. That was part of the commitment of being someone's girlfriend, right? Telling the boyfriend she got asked out to a party and accepted did not make the cut obviously, but waiting in line together? Def. Just kidding, Genny didn't see it was important to tell Sam beforehand. It was nothing. Why did Sam have so many questions about this, though? It was a bloody mystery how the Sorting Hat missed his Ravenclaw genes. Genny answered after a small sigh, being extremely patient, "I am the plus one." With David. Duh. The ministry ball they... went... to... OH. "Yeah!" She stared up ahead, realization dawning on her now that last year Sam had asked her to the same ball. And asked her to be his girlfriend then. What a nice, fun memory ~~that she forgot~~. "Yeah. So, good, you know them! The balls. With the ministry. It's the same one." The realization started turning into a mixed feeling of nervousness and a liiiittle bit of fear - something Genny wasn't familiar with. "Probably won't wear the same dress, though. I don't think it fits anymore anyway. I really should watch those sandwiches, right?" Was she speaking too fast? It felt like it with all the saliva pooling into her mouth. "Maybe make that only two and ease down on the tahini sauce. Actually, I can just wear a suit, keep the sauce and the two sandwiches." Someone should seriously stop her, the switch in her brain was broken by now. Was Sam even paying attention to the sandwich dilemma? Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl ...well that had been a terrible match, hadn't it? Er??? David didn't really follow Quidditch, and only attended the games he was forced to view, but he did pay close attention to Genny's team, as she was his friend and he wanted the best for her. He knew she wasn't the........what is an appropriate word here.........nicest person to be around when she had just lost, so after the match ended, he did his usual disappearing act and decided to find something to eat, because he didn't cook and he didn't want to go back to their ~~smallish~~ flat yet. He'd really taken to wandering around London on his own, after all. It was peaceful time of day, early evening, and the sun was still up for the next few, so here he was, standing in line at this...Muggle shop...thing...food...cart? His hunger had drawn him here but per usual he was overthinking his hasty decision to purchase something from the vendor, particularly since the man running it may have had questionable hygiene practices, hairy hands, and a rather large spiderweb tattoo on his neck. David did not approve, but he hadn't gotten out of line yet. He was still trying to count the Muggle money in his pocket to calculate what his change would be IF he did buy a sandwich or wrap or whatever it was when his ears caught a familiar-sounding voice. Perhaps it was his imagination, but he could have sworn a couple a little ways behind him kept saying his name?? He turned slightly, leaning out of the queue to see if it was who he thought it was. "Genny?" Was that her? He didn't have his glasses on at the moment, er, at all actually, ever since that tornado woman took them.... Plus quidditch was actually more tolerable when he could only half-see what was going on, so he didn't have his contacts in either. Sometimes it really was a wonder how Sam and Genny were together. The cliche 'opposites attract' must have been made for couples like them – though it didn't hurt that Genny was always easy on the eyes. Right now, as Genny fixated on the food stand, Sam gave an exasperated sigh in response to how clueless she was being. Was she playing dumb? Or maybe she'd just received too many bludgers to the head because any normal person would realize that this was the kind of thing that you at least mention to your boyfriend. "Well, lovely. Great foresight, thanks for telling me," he answered sarcastically, annoyed at her daftness. "It's not like I work for the ministry or anything." How weird was it going to be when Genny showed up to a fancy event hosted by his workplace, with their roommate?? And Sam showed up, what, alone? Pfft. No way he was going stag. To be honest, he didn't even know if he was going to go in the first place, but that was beside the point here. There was a gust of wind, and he swept a hand over his carefully disheveled hair to make sure it was still in place. This was the precise moment when some random person in line turned around and called Genny by name. Okay, not a random person. David himself, how convenient. "Speak of the devil," Sam mumbled, refraining from an eyeroll. Ironically, as far as Genny's friends went, David had been growing on him somewhat. He wasn't some blabbermouth hot shot like some of her quidditch teammates, and he kept things tidy at the flat, which bode well for him in Sam's eyes. But given Sam's current annoyance, Genny's new date didn't exactly have the best timing. __________________