 ♥Dunkin | Pixie's Precious Pea | kpop goddess | sneaky sounder | forever slytherin♥
Hmmmm. At least he could say he was full of surprises? A smile tinged his lips and a bemused chuckle caught in his throat. The clothes weren't that strange, just... dark. The mask, he figured, would make it fit the requirement of 'costume'.
"I didn't mean to do that, really," he murmured, in reference to his hair. When her hand reached for it, he tilted his head toward it, a lock of the longish mop dislodging from behind his ear and hanging across his face. "I was messing with charms... I guess I did mean to do it? Didn't mean to make it so long, though. I'll fix it later, cut it back to where it's meant to be and everything."
Because he felt a bit silly with it like this. It was longer than it had been in a long time. Really, it felt weird, having it all over the back of his neck and around his ears like this.
"You are a good friend." Good friends were totally capable of exaggeration. He wrinkled his nose, and the mask shifted slightly with the effort. Probably shouldn't do that, unless he wanted to have to stick it on again later.
Was she bothered with him now? Hmm. He gave her arm another gentle squeeze as she muttered, deciding to forego that part of the conversation. He would just be this, and they'd leave it at that.
"You're pretty much the only reason I'm here," he murmured, shifting his shoulder so it wouldn't beas inaccessible. "Whatever you want tonight, you know?"
If she wanted to have fun, and dance, and stuff like that... he'd try. Surely she'd be distracting enough from the other students to make him not want to leave. |