Prachiluff. <3333 G1GGL3R! *giggles* My GarBear With a graceful swish of her skirt (she'd been practising), Lauren swept along the corridor. Her little nose crinkled in distress.
There was nobody here. AT ALL. The Great Hall had been flooded with people. Lots of people. Pretty people. No one as pretty as her Ian Doodle though. Pout.
IAN DOODLE. Where was he? Their games of hide and seek had never gone on as long as THIS. Why was he not with her so she could snuggle him close and show him her growing collection of sparkly tiaras? They had yet to choose one for their Wedding Day!
...This was going to end in tears. She could just tell. Sniffle. |