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Toshi Slughorn · 01-23-2009, 06:01 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by James Carter

James sauntered up the spiraling staircase till he reached his familiar four-poster bed. He took the vacant bed, with it's navy sheets and midnight blue curtains, and threw himself onto it. He looked up and registered the other guys inside the room. He propped himself up with his elbows and smiled to the others.
"Hey.." he mumbled; he was quite tired. But he wouldn't let that stop him from greeting his fellow Ravenclaws.

Toshi stumbled into the dormitory and fell onto the ground. Swearing he stood up again, his knees were really hurting him now, and looked around.
He blushed at how many other people had witnessed his accident. Why did he always have to be SO clumsy?
"Heya, Guys. How`re y`all doing?"

He walked over to his bed, sat down and pulled up his jeans so he could have a look at his hurting knees. There was no wound, but it still hurt...
He sighed and laid down onto the bed, looking at the others.

"How were your holidays?", he asked them.

01-23-2009, 06:01 PM	#11 (permalink)
Toshi Slughorn Jarvey Join Date: Mar 2008 Posts: 565 Hogwarts RPG Name: Toshi Slughorn Seventh Year x2	Quote: Originally Posted by James Carter James sauntered up the spiraling staircase till he reached his familiar four-poster bed. He took the vacant bed, with it's navy sheets and midnight blue curtains, and threw himself onto it. He looked up and registered the other guys inside the room. He propped himself up with his elbows and smiled to the others. "Hey.." he mumbled; he was quite tired. But he wouldn't let that stop him from greeting his fellow Ravenclaws. Toshi stumbled into the dormitory and fell onto the ground. Swearing he stood up again, his knees were really hurting him now, and looked around. He blushed at how many other people had witnessed his accident. Why did he always have to be SO clumsy? "Heya, Guys. How`re y`all doing?" He walked over to his bed, sat down and pulled up his jeans so he could have a look at his hurting knees. There was no wound, but it still hurt... He sighed and laid down onto the bed, looking at the others. "How were your holidays?", he asked them.