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Harmonizer · 12-13-2008, 05:46 AM

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Originally Posted by Oesed

Yawns. There were two reasons why someone would yawn--the person was either really sleepy, or really bored. Willow was fairly certain that the reason behind the yawn that had just came out Samsom was the latter. What a rude little boy, Samson was (Yes, she was conveniently ignoring the fact that he was several inches taller than her--but then, what male wasn't?). After having opened her mouth a couple of times to point this out, and then recommend him to learn one thing or two about manners, the brunette decided to keep her opinion about this to herself. For now.

Deciding to ignore that he'd basically called her boring and not particularly interesting, Willow allowed a little evil grin to spread across her lips at the last part of his statement. "Are you absolutely sure that's what you want, Samsom?" Sure he had just said that--but honestly, he would regret if he said yes. She would make sure of that.

"Of course I did--of happiness" responded Willow hastily, rolling her eyes at him. Surely, he couldn't honestly think she'd cried when Gavin left? But then, on second thought, he totally could; Samsom was a male, after all, and males were not exactly intelligent creatures--more like opposite, to be perfectly honest.

Blinking at his closeness, before glaring furiously at him, Willow huffed in clear distaste. "Do as you wish, Samsom--I could not care less," retorted the short brunette, before looking away from him, to scowl at the floor.

"People these days do not have any kind of respect for my personal space bubble." Hmph.

When Willow asked if Sam was sure about what he wanted, he looked at her incredulously and shook his head once. "No," he said flatly. "Are you kidding? One sister is too much. A step-sister is too, too much. And another one like you is about all I can take before I completely die of annoyance."

Then, on Gavin again, Samson's eyes partly lit up. "Aha. See? You cried nonetheless. And I know, you were so happy that he was off to a better place, but we all knew you'd miss him. And that you still do," he continued, absolutely confident about himself. Oh. And the way she said 'do as you wish' only made him want to go through with it as soon as possible. This was going to be good. Hehehe.

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Originally Posted by Blackneon

Karma had raised her eyebrow at the boy snapping at her. "Sorry but I don't think you realize that this isn't Slytherin," she said, getting up out of her seat and walking towards him. "See this blue on our robes, and the eagle? This is representing Ravenclaw. Or are you too blind to see it? I'd suggest trying to be nicer to girls. And, you don't have to get snappy with me for being honest here." She rolled her own eyes, and shoved his arm out of the way so she could sit on the armrest. "Your attitude? Yes, it's got to go. Not many of us are wanting to deal with it. So take your uncaring, snotty attitude somewhere else. No one wants to deal with you here."

The backsassing girl suddenly started speaking. Again. Ugh. So, who was she to tell him how he was supposed to act around girls? A prefect or something? A teacher? Definitely, definitely not. And even if she were a prefect - well, he'd never followed any of them anyway.

He looked up at her with bored eyes as she walked over to him and smirked. Even if she was older than him by just a petty year, he was a year too old for his year anyway. Technically, that made them even. "And, are you some kind of authority that I should follow or be afraid of? Because there really is no threatening aura coming from you, if that's what you're aiming for," he said, raising an eyebrow to her.

She then shoved his arm out of the way, and Sam stood up from the armchair, hoping to off-balance it. He then moved in front of her and scoffed. "Seriously? You're the first one to tell me that. So I think that means you're the only one with the problem here." He jerked his thumb over his shoulder to where the other people were. "If they complain, and I mean all of them, I'm outta here. But it just seems that you," - he pointed an accusing finger at her - "Are the only one who wants to get rid of me. If you've got a problem with my attitude, call my lawyer and deal with it," he snapped.

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Scowl still featured on her face, Willow's eyes slowly raised from the navy blue carpet of the Ravenclaw Common Room, to the girl whom had obviously addressed to her as 'Poor girl frustrated.'

The scowl on her pale face, if possible, became even deeper.

"As much as I appreciate your concern," which she didn't--Willow made sure sarcasm leaked thickly on the word 'appreciate', "Whatever it is that is happening between the two of us, its our business." In other words, mind your own business!

Poor girl frustrated.

Snort.

Then he heard Willow's comback, and he grinned evilly. He looked back at the girl and nodded. "You heard the lady. Mind your own business," he said simply, then turned his back on her.

And they said he had an attitude. Huh. Apparently, this girl would know.

12-13-2008, 05:46 AM	#463 (permalink)
Harmonizer Werewolf Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: Not here. Posts: 65,281 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ivandermius Hart Third Year	GUESS WHO'S BACK. BACK AGAIN ♥ Team Samssy ♥ Quote: Originally Posted by Oesed Yawns. There were two reasons why someone would yawn--the person was either really sleepy, or really bored. Willow was fairly certain that the reason behind the yawn that had just came out Samsom was the latter. What a rude little boy, Samson was (Yes, she was conveniently ignoring the fact that he was several inches taller than her--but then, what male wasn't?). After having opened her mouth a couple of times to point this out, and then recommend him to learn one thing or two about manners, the brunette decided to keep her opinion about this to herself. For now. Deciding to ignore that he'd basically called her boring and not particularly interesting, Willow allowed a little evil grin to spread across her lips at the last part of his statement. "Are you absolutely sure that's what you want, Samsom?" Sure he had just said that--but honestly, he would regret if he said yes. She would make sure of that. "Of course I did--of happiness" responded Willow hastily, rolling her eyes at him. Surely, he couldn't honestly think she'd cried when Gavin left? But then, on second thought, he totally could; Samsom was a male, after all, and males were not exactly intelligent creatures--more like opposite, to be perfectly honest. Blinking at his closeness, before glaring furiously at him, Willow huffed in clear distaste. "Do as you wish, Samsom--I could not care less," retorted the short brunette, before looking away from him, to scowl at the floor. "People these days do not have any kind of respect for my personal space bubble." Hmph. When Willow asked if Sam was sure about what he wanted, he looked at her incredulously and shook his head once. "No," he said flatly. "Are you kidding? One sister is too much. A step-sister is too, too much. And another one like you is about all I can take before I completely die of annoyance." Then, on Gavin again, Samson's eyes partly lit up. "Aha. See? You cried nonetheless. And I know, you were so happy that he was off to a better place, but we all knew you'd miss him. And that you still do," he continued, absolutely confident about himself. Oh. And the way she said 'do as you wish' only made him want to go through with it as soon as possible. This was going to be good. Hehehe. Quote: Originally Posted by Blackneon Karma had raised her eyebrow at the boy snapping at her. "Sorry but I don't think you realize that this isn't Slytherin," she said, getting up out of her seat and walking towards him. "See this blue on our robes, and the eagle? This is representing Ravenclaw. Or are you too blind to see it? I'd suggest trying to be nicer to girls. And, you don't have to get snappy with me for being honest here." She rolled her own eyes, and shoved his arm out of the way so she could sit on the armrest. "Your attitude? Yes, it's got to go. Not many of us are wanting to deal with it. So take your uncaring, snotty attitude somewhere else. No one wants to deal with you here." The backsassing girl suddenly started speaking. Again. Ugh. So, who was she to tell him how he was supposed to act around girls? A prefect or something? A teacher? Definitely, definitely not. And even if she were a prefect - well, he'd never followed any of them anyway. He looked up at her with bored eyes as she walked over to him and smirked. Even if she was older than him by just a petty year, he was a year too old for his year anyway. Technically, that made them even. "And, are you some kind of authority that I should follow or be afraid of? Because there really is no threatening aura coming from you, if that's what you're aiming for," he said, raising an eyebrow to her. She then shoved his arm out of the way, and Sam stood up from the armchair, hoping to off-balance it. He then moved in front of her and scoffed. "Seriously? You're the first one to tell me that. So I think that means you're the only one with the problem here." He jerked his thumb over his shoulder to where the other people were. "If they complain, and I mean all of them, I'm outta here. But it just seems that you," - he pointed an accusing finger at her - "Are the only one who wants to get rid of me. If you've got a problem with my attitude, call my lawyer and deal with it," he snapped. Quote: Scowl still featured on her face, Willow's eyes slowly raised from the navy blue carpet of the Ravenclaw Common Room, to the girl whom had obviously addressed to her as 'Poor girl frustrated.' The scowl on her pale face, if possible, became even deeper. "As much as I appreciate your concern," which she didn't--Willow made sure sarcasm leaked thickly on the word 'appreciate', "Whatever it is that is happening between the two of us, its our business." In other words, mind your own business! Poor girl frustrated. Snort. Then he heard Willow's comback, and he grinned evilly. He looked back at the girl and nodded. "You heard the lady. Mind your own business," he said simply, then turned his back on her. And they said he had an attitude. Huh. Apparently, this girl would know. __________________ -IVANHART-