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Harron Peasley · 08-21-2023, 08:40 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

It was hard not to laugh when he made that face with that tone, you know. "This happens to also be my home," she replied casually and sloooooowly lifted just one brow to flex the control she had over her facial features. "No different from someone spending all day in their living room or front yard, really." Just a matter of perspective. Their flat was upstairs and and the shop itself her intellectual playground. Sage folded her arms across her chest and lowered that brow in favor of furrowing her brow in speculation. "And what price is that?"

Dad kept a tight inventory list so...Reuben was going to be out of luck if he thought he might get some freebies.

Holding her hand up, palm so close to his face it brushed against the tip of his nose, she gave him a very serious look. Wand care was serious business. "Before I offer commentary on the importance of wand care and specifically polishing...one a scale of 1 to 10 how much do you actually care?"

"Except, there are a LOT of other people here," Reuben couldn't help point out, glancing around as he did so. He was stupid, of course, but not THAT stupid. "Does your flat not have an ACTUAL living room?" Because that was exactly what she was implying, if he wasn't mistaken, and that was just SAD. "There aren't any strangers in my living room." At least, he hoped not. If they were, they weren't strangers for long! (And were usually his parents friends, after all).

"You tell me," Sage," he offered with a grin. It hadn't occurred to him that he should be the one naming the price - it was a saying he'd heard and didn't fully understand. But now he thought that Sage would name a price, he'd agree to it, and then he'd knock things off the shelves!

When she held up her palm like that, Reuben's eyes went all cross and squinty as he tried to focus on it. Was she going to hit him with it? Why was it by his nose? It was hard to concentrate on both her hand and what she was saying, but he just about got it. "Like, negative three?"

08-21-2023, 08:40 PM	#13 (permalink)
Harron Peasley Mooncalf Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: The Losers Club Posts: 7,590 Hogwarts RPG Name: Reuben Albert Darcy-Stemp Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Billie Love Stemp Gryffindor Third Year x3	Sarah thinks I'm cute \| Shan's safe space. Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie It was hard not to laugh when he made that face with that tone, you know. "This happens to also be my home," she replied casually and sloooooowly lifted just one brow to flex the control she had over her facial features. "No different from someone spending all day in their living room or front yard, really." Just a matter of perspective. Their flat was upstairs and and the shop itself her intellectual playground. Sage folded her arms across her chest and lowered that brow in favor of furrowing her brow in speculation. "And what price is that?" Dad kept a tight inventory list so...Reuben was going to be out of luck if he thought he might get some freebies. Holding her hand up, palm so close to his face it brushed against the tip of his nose, she gave him a very serious look. Wand care was serious business. "Before I offer commentary on the importance of wand care and specifically polishing...one a scale of 1 to 10 how much do you actually care?" "Except, there are a LOT of other people here," Reuben couldn't help point out, glancing around as he did so. He was stupid, of course, but not THAT stupid. "Does your flat not have an ACTUAL living room?" Because that was exactly what she was implying, if he wasn't mistaken, and that was just SAD. "There aren't any strangers in my living room." At least, he hoped not. If they were, they weren't strangers for long! (And were usually his parents friends, after all). "You tell me," Sage," he offered with a grin. It hadn't occurred to him that he should be the one naming the price - it was a saying he'd heard and didn't fully understand. But now he thought that Sage would name a price, he'd agree to it, and then he'd knock things off the shelves! When she held up her palm like that, Reuben's eyes went all cross and squinty as he tried to focus on it. Was she going to hit him with it? Why was it by his nose? It was hard to concentrate on both her hand and what she was saying, but he just about got it. "Like, negative three?" __________________ ⇀ Standing now, calling all the people here to see the show_____________________________ Calling for my demons now to let me go ↽