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*PhoenixRising* · 01-28-2021, 12:53 AM

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Originally Posted by astrocat

Ash jumped up and actually pulled her wand on this child. How was everyone only showing up when she was trying to hide? She let her eyes adjust a little. "Oh. It's just you." She put her wand away. "Apollo, isn't it? It think we've met? I'm Ash. And yeah, I'm fine." Fine was subjective, but she was fine in comparison to the rest of her life. The headmaster was not here, her archnemesis wasn't here, it was just Apollo. They had met at some point. But she wasn't Ash at that time. She was Ashley Fox, who was a completely different person than "Ash" was. Not sad, not crazy, just new. New and confused. "Ash" was not new to this, or remotely confused. And that was quite tragic. Ash knew exactly what her place in the wizarding world was. There was none. It was that simple. "What are you doing in the broom closet?" It was a nonchalant question, as if she hadn't just been hiding in a closet herself.

Just him. Apollo blinked in confusion. Had she been expecting someone else? His older cousins had mentioned something about broom closets being good places for kissing now that he thought about it, except he wasn't thinking about kissing at all. And he probably should have considered that possibility before he went opening random doors because the last thing the eleven year old wanted was to walk in on two kids sucking each other's faces off. He nodded, "Apollo, yea. Ash. Yea. I know." Fine. Okay, yea he was pretty sure he knew from the females in his life that fine was translation for NOT FINE. Because if she was fine, she wouldn't have been hiding in a broom closet like some pathetic soul. He shook his head. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but well, I don't think you seem fine to me. Technically you're the one in the broom closet." He pointed out nonchalantly, not really answering her question. But he was still standing over her at the door.

01-28-2021, 12:53 AM	#5 (permalink)
PhoenixRising Quintaped Join Date: Oct 2006 Location: in my head [GMT-6] Posts: 58,870 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia Adara Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Emma Montmorency (#301199) Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Kartik Ishaan Joshi (#3112da) Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Kara Walsh (#aa1506) Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Tiffany Rose Slytherin Third Year x12 x8	YesJess! \| Captain Goggles \| Mama Badger \| Eva's Soul Sister \| An OG™ \| It's all in the Numbers Quote: Originally Posted by astrocat Ash jumped up and actually pulled her wand on this child. How was everyone only showing up when she was trying to hide? She let her eyes adjust a little. "Oh. It's just you." She put her wand away. "Apollo, isn't it? It think we've met? I'm Ash. And yeah, I'm fine." Fine was subjective, but she was fine in comparison to the rest of her life. The headmaster was not here, her archnemesis wasn't here, it was just Apollo. They had met at some point. But she wasn't Ash at that time. She was Ashley Fox, who was a completely different person than "Ash" was. Not sad, not crazy, just new. New and confused. "Ash" was not new to this, or remotely confused. And that was quite tragic. Ash knew exactly what her place in the wizarding world was. There was none. It was that simple. "What are you doing in the broom closet?" It was a nonchalant question, as if she hadn't just been hiding in a closet herself. Just him. Apollo blinked in confusion. Had she been expecting someone else? His older cousins had mentioned something about broom closets being good places for kissing now that he thought about it, except he wasn't thinking about kissing at all. And he probably should have considered that possibility before he went opening random doors because the last thing the eleven year old wanted was to walk in on two kids sucking each other's faces off. He nodded, "Apollo, yea. Ash. Yea. I know." Fine. Okay, yea he was pretty sure he knew from the females in his life that fine was translation for NOT FINE. Because if she was fine, she wouldn't have been hiding in a broom closet like some pathetic soul. He shook his head. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but well, I don't think you seem fine to me. Technically you're the one in the broom closet." He pointed out nonchalantly, not really answering her question. But he was still standing over her at the door. __________________ ___________________You should take your little finger and just point it in the mirror. ________________________________________Baby, maybe you're the problem ✯