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Eclipsed · 10-04-2009, 07:40 PM

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Originally Posted by Hollister

Sylvia had been so picky today. She had not bored one thing, she was also quite annoyed at the fact that there was no Zonko's. It was like they had decided to just have WWW, and that that joke shop was enough. But HELLO, they were nowhere need Diagon Alley! Sylvia thought that it had been perfect that there was a small village near Hogwarts, especially with a joke and a nice little cake shop ... type thing.

She raised her eyebrow as she saw Terry talking to himself. She wasn't that surprised though, he was a strange ~~gorgeous~~ boy. COUGH. She had always thought that it would be a little girl crush, but nope. It had to STICK. Blaaah.

"Who you talking to, stranger?" Sylvia smirked and giggled, it seemed it was his shoppig bags. "What d'you have in there?"

Tapping his chin as he observed the nearby shops, Terry blinked at the sound of frantic rustling, then shot his gaze down just in time to see Mr. RAWR pounce into one of his shopping bags.

ONO!!

The plastic might suffocate the silly creature!

He jumped in his skin as Sylvia stepped in front of him. 'Princess Sylvie!' He squeaked, uncomfortably aware of the fact that he was currently standing there with a hand jabbed down one of his bags up to his shoulder, rummaging around for his pesky pet.

'And no, despite popular belief, I don't talk to myself in my spare time. My pygmy puff, all too obsessed with poking his nose-' Wait, did pygmies even have noses? '-in where it doesn't belong, is going to get himself KILLED inside my shopping bags.' Gritting his teeth, he yelped at the all too familiar feeling of blunt teeth nipping at his fingers.

Sighing and pulling his hand out, (the stoopid thing could die for all he cared!), Terry forced a light smile. 'How've you been anyway, enjoying your weekend?'

10-04-2009, 07:40 PM	#131 (permalink)
Eclipsed Pygmy Puff Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: In a pineapple. <3 Posts: 18,309 Hogwarts RPG Name: Emerson Gray. Fourth Year	G1GGL3R! giggles My GarBear Quote: Originally Posted by Hollister Sylvia had been so picky today. She had not bored one thing, she was also quite annoyed at the fact that there was no Zonko's. It was like they had decided to just have WWW, and that that joke shop was enough. But HELLO, they were nowhere need Diagon Alley! Sylvia thought that it had been perfect that there was a small village near Hogwarts, especially with a joke and a nice little cake shop ... type thing. She raised her eyebrow as she saw Terry talking to himself. She wasn't that surprised though, he was a strange ~~gorgeous~~ boy. COUGH. She had always thought that it would be a little girl crush, but nope. It had to STICK. Blaaah. "Who you talking to, stranger?" Sylvia smirked and giggled, it seemed it was his shoppig bags. "What d'you have in there?" Tapping his chin as he observed the nearby shops, Terry blinked at the sound of frantic rustling, then shot his gaze down just in time to see Mr. RAWR pounce into one of his shopping bags. ONO!! The plastic might suffocate the silly creature! He jumped in his skin as Sylvia stepped in front of him. 'Princess Sylvie!' He squeaked, uncomfortably aware of the fact that he was currently standing there with a hand jabbed down one of his bags up to his shoulder, rummaging around for his pesky pet. 'And no, despite popular belief, I don't talk to myself in my spare time. My pygmy puff, all too obsessed with poking his nose-' Wait, did pygmies even have noses? '-in where it doesn't belong, is going to get himself KILLED inside my shopping bags.' Gritting his teeth, he yelped at the all too familiar feeling of blunt teeth nipping at his fingers. Sighing and pulling his hand out, (the stoopid thing could die for all he cared!), Terry forced a light smile. 'How've you been anyway, enjoying your weekend?'