 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
The song was getting annoying now, and Lori found herself singing [LOUDLY!] the words to nursery rhymes. "Humpty DUMPTY sat on a waaaaaallll, Humpty Dumpty had a GREAT FALLL! All the kings h-- Oh." Had she just JINXED that little kid before her? Eh. Pulling back on the reins of her Wooden Horse, Porcelain, Lorelai slowed right down and peered down, sighing. "Kid? You okay? Y... You need some help?" Poor soul. She looked young. Or so.. Younger than herself.
Within a few moments, Professor Carlton had came over, and the Prefect offered a small smile at the Professor. "Will she be okay? I didn't MEAN for her to FALL! I was only singing Humpty Dumpty. And it isn't HIS fault neither...." The brunette concluded, with a nod, and a pat on Porcelain's head. Good horse.
Deciding that the younger student would be okay with the Professor, or on her way to the Hospital Wing, Lorelai leaned Porcelain's head forward slowly, and giggled as it sped it. "Ring a ring a roooooses, a poooocket full of POOOOOSIESSS. ATISHOOOO! ATISHOOOO! You. All. Fall DOOOO-oooooherrrrr?" This wasn't the way she was meant to be GOING!
"EEEEEEP!" Lori squealed, gripping tighter around Porcelain's reins, and then her legs around the wooden stick. She. Wasn't. Going. ANYWHERE.
NOWHERE. Meanie wind.
Now. Let's work this out.
EW. Problems.
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