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BanaBatGirl · 08-07-2020, 05:20 PM

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Originally Posted by love-for-HP

How long were you suppose to hold hands for? Would it be strange to let go?
But then ... to kind of make it seem like he didn't really want to let go but didn't want things to be super awkward he let go of her had to reach into his bag. "This is a my phone number at my moms" Blake was blushing again. "We are going to America this summer for 2 weeks and I'd like it if you would come. But my mom wants to talk to your mom." There phew okay, he had just gotten the okay from his mom to bring a friend ...... and a girl friend (not to be confused with girlfriend ... just yet anyway).

Then he officially full on turned toward to see her reaction....

If only Bernie had known Blake was wondering the same thing as her... she might not have made such a relieved face when he did let go of her hand. WHEW.

She eagerly took the phone number bit of paper and beamed at it, then at Blake, then back at the paper again. "Okay!" What a relief that his mum seemed organized and capable of planning things like international trips. Her own mum was... loosely organized, and Bernie knew her dad would NEVER allow her to go anywhere or do anything, so... Bernie would have to be slipping this paper to her mum on the sly without his noticing.

"I'll ask straight away when I get home," the Gryffindor promised, folding up the paper and tucking it into her pocket. "This could be SO FUN. I HOPE I can go!!!!!!!!!" And then a thought occurred to her, that she'd better ask before she started daydreaming about a trip that might not even happen. "Wait, what if your mum doesn't like me?! What have you told her about me, Blake?!" She reached over to poke him on the shoulder. Gently. Mostly. "You didn't tell her I'm a troublemaker or anything, did you?!"

Because Bernie wasn't. Things just HAPPENED to and around her. She was a saint, really. Call her Saint Bernadette.

08-07-2020, 05:20 PM	#8 (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 love-for-HP How long were you suppose to hold hands for? Would it be strange to let go? But then ... to kind of make it seem like he didn't really want to let go but didn't want things to be super awkward he let go of her had to reach into his bag. "This is a my phone number at my moms" Blake was blushing again. "We are going to America this summer for 2 weeks and I'd like it if you would come. But my mom wants to talk to your mom." There phew okay, he had just gotten the okay from his mom to bring a friend ...... and a girl friend (not to be confused with girlfriend ... just yet anyway). Then he officially full on turned toward to see her reaction.... If only Bernie had known Blake was wondering the same thing as her... she might not have made such a relieved face when he did let go of her hand. WHEW. She eagerly took the phone number bit of paper and beamed at it, then at Blake, then back at the paper again. "Okay!" What a relief that his mum seemed organized and capable of planning things like international trips. Her own mum was... loosely organized, and Bernie knew her dad would NEVER allow her to go anywhere or do anything, so... Bernie would have to be slipping this paper to her mum on the sly without his noticing. "I'll ask straight away when I get home," the Gryffindor promised, folding up the paper and tucking it into her pocket. "This could be SO FUN. I HOPE I can go!!!!!!!!!" And then a thought occurred to her, that she'd better ask before she started daydreaming about a trip that might not even happen. "Wait, what if your mum doesn't like me?! What have you told her about me, Blake?!" She reached over to poke him on the shoulder. Gently. Mostly. "You didn't tell her I'm a troublemaker or anything, did you?!" Because Bernie wasn't. Things just HAPPENED to and around her. She was a saint, really. Call her Saint Bernadette. __________________ yeah, there's one thing about me that you should know________________________________ __________________________________________that I can't help from speaking my mind