09-29-2009, 09:50 PM
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Originally Posted by Lislchen Nancy could not find anything on Torin's head, not even a bump of some sorts, but she still put on a rather serious look - at least she tried to - as she moved her hands away from his head. Looking him straight in the eye she did her best to hide the smile that was tugging at the corner of her lips as she replied, "Torin. I...I should not be the one to tell you this but...but I can't assure you you will. Survive I mean. You have got some serious head injury there and we'll do our best but the chances are very low." Her eyes widened innocently Nancy resumed to look at him, however, it was then that a smirk flashed across her lips. "You did what?!" Nancy hadn't wanted to sound that incredulous but somehow it ended up like that. For a few moments she could only stare at Torin waiting for him to be all like "Kidding!" but nothing came. He had seriously written his Astronomy ode on Bunbury. There were quite a lot of things she wanted to say right now but then on the other hand he had just offered to help her with Herbology, which she needed quite urgently especially with OWLs coming up this year and all. So she simply gulped once before putting on a smile again and saying, "Oh, that's nice. How did she like it?" Brody. Hufflepuff. Brody. Nancy racked her brain for some sort of information on this Brody girl but there was nothing. Absolutely nothing. Well, never mind. Maybe she was in none of her classes. Or she just hadn't yet talked to her. Nancy felt the urge to cringe back from him at the tone in Torin's voice as she mentioned Reese. Oops. Not good. Not good at all. "Oh, I'm...uhm...sorry." She muttered looking anywhere but Torin as she tried to come up for an explanation for his reaction. He gulped at her prognosis. "How... how long do you think I have, Nancy? Will I have enough time to say goodbye to my loved ones? He tried to keep his composure as he thought of his family. And Brody. Even Sylvia. Fyo... Not Reese though. He wouldn't think of her.
BWAHAHAHA "I wrote my ode on Bunbury," he repeated, wondering why she was looking at him like he was mental. "I gave it to her after class." Which, after his talk with Shana made him feel like a bad boyfriend. He would have to try to stop with the poetry. and it was getting easier and easier to love being with Brody. "I dunno if she liked it. Jack dragged me off before I could see." "Reese is not my friend. She's a nasty girl. She cuts me out and then expects that I will talk to her like nothing happened. Whatever." He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. |
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