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A seemingly disembodied voice came from the mist. A slow smile spread across the Slytherin's face. Cameron. Although she was muttering, there was an impatience to her tone which was completely unique to the redhead. Lori would have yelled and hurled something; Sarah would have told him very politely to go away... and Oliver didn't really know Nia very well off the Quidditch pitch, nor Iris (which was a shame) so Merlin knows how they would have reacted.
“Evening, Hammy.” He replied brightly and chuckled a little at her apology. “S'ok, babe. Can I come in? I'm FREEEZING!” He squinted, trying to see her. “Bit OTT on the bubbles there, babe.” He smirked, reaching out to catch a large purple lavender smelling bubble.
Hammy. Urgh. She still did NOT understand the origins of that nickname. For real. She swirled the rainbow bubbles around and replied,
"Curls." At least
her one made sense. heh. He cam closer and she squinted into the fanfare. It was rather pretty - peaceful making. Fengshushu or something. It was nice and quiet.. or had been.
She nodded at the question. But freezing? "Urrrmm, sure." The water was uber warm. And she would probably not notice him there.. just fall asleep *yawn*
"What were you doing anyway?" She asked, through a yawn. Heh. His later question caused her to shrug. She liked the bubbles.
"They're pretty." And nobody had told her what the little bottles did..