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Kimothy · 06-08-2020, 09:46 AM

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Originally Posted by Wood'sLittleFlower

Finny rubbed at his eyes some more with clenched fists, careful not to get anything on his sleeve still, and peered up at her. The embarrassment of his outburst began to flood over him, cheeks flushing beneath the streaky tear stains.

"Uh, um.... Please do..." He scooted over some to make room, while reaching out to take the handkerchief from her. First, he wiped up the little bit of dampness on his hands before doing his eyes, then his nose. It was less messy and gross that way and... um... "I'll wash this, I promise."

Dab dab. Pat pat.

"What are you doing here?"

Maybe it was just a little weird. Maybe. Cassidy hasn't seen anyone outside of her dormies cry, and usually she would approach her fellow lioness firsties by hugging them. No words said. She wasn't sure if that would work with Finny too, but that's yet another maybe. So many maybes.

Even if he looked a bit awful, snot and tears and all, Cassidy was certain she's seen worse. She had to watch three of her baby brothers grow up, and that involved so much poop and wee and vom and drool and tears! She didn't, not even a bit, care much for the way Finny looked or the way he reacted, now that she thought about it too. They were just as overwhelmed.

With his permission, Cassidy then let herself slip into the cupboard and closed the door behind her. She was here for a friend....and, well, for herself too. "Mm, yeah," the redhead replied, making a crumply noise face at her now soiled hanky. "'Tis fine. You can keep it for now."

She looked around the cupboard for a moment before sitting cross-legged beside him. "I wanted to go outside but...eh," the lioness replied, rubbing her nose—it was ticklish, maybe because of the dust? The grounds, once her favourite place to be, no longer appealed to her. "You? Are you okay? Do you wanna hug?" Cassidy whispered the questions.

Hush hush, or older people might hear and force them out of here.

06-08-2020, 09:46 AM	#16 (permalink)
Kimothy Moke Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: nickle's back pocket Posts: 8,912 Hogwarts RPG Name: Astrid Grimaldi Slytherin Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nikita Vitvinina-Grahn Ravenclaw Fifth Year x12	Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up Quote: Originally Posted by Wood'sLittleFlower Finny rubbed at his eyes some more with clenched fists, careful not to get anything on his sleeve still, and peered up at her. The embarrassment of his outburst began to flood over him, cheeks flushing beneath the streaky tear stains. "Uh, um.... Please do..." He scooted over some to make room, while reaching out to take the handkerchief from her. First, he wiped up the little bit of dampness on his hands before doing his eyes, then his nose. It was less messy and gross that way and... um... "I'll wash this, I promise." Dab dab. Pat pat. "What are you doing here?" Maybe it was just a little weird. Maybe. Cassidy hasn't seen anyone outside of her dormies cry, and usually she would approach her fellow lioness firsties by hugging them. No words said. She wasn't sure if that would work with Finny too, but that's yet another maybe. So many maybes. Even if he looked a bit awful, snot and tears and all, Cassidy was certain she's seen worse. She had to watch three of her baby brothers grow up, and that involved so much poop and wee and vom and drool and tears! She didn't, not even a bit, care much for the way Finny looked or the way he reacted, now that she thought about it too. They were just as overwhelmed. With his permission, Cassidy then let herself slip into the cupboard and closed the door behind her. She was here for a friend....and, well, for herself too. "Mm, yeah," the redhead replied, making a crumply noise face at her now soiled hanky. "'Tis fine. You can keep it for now." She looked around the cupboard for a moment before sitting cross-legged beside him. "I wanted to go outside but...eh," the lioness replied, rubbing her nose—it was ticklish, maybe because of the dust? The grounds, once her favourite place to be, no longer appealed to her. "You? Are you okay? Do you wanna hug?" Cassidy whispered the questions. Hush hush, or older people might hear and force them out of here. __________________ It's so magical, feeling that no one's got a hold_______________________________ ___________________________________And the whole wide world is whistling...