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TeafortheSoul · 11-03-2010, 12:38 AM

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Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz

Plymouth peeked into the Editor-y type office. He tried to keep out when others were working, but sometimes... the front desk just couldn't keep his attention. He'd frequented Hunter's office, and a few of the other more friendly sort, but it'd been ages since he'd been poked into this office.

They were due.

Ahem.

Armed with a decoy stack of parchment, Plymouth moseyed the rest of the way into the office. "Hehe."

When Miss Jane was out of the office, he liked to leave her "pet rock" little things to "eat" - so he headed that way first. Plus, she had a plant and all and Plymouth was just drawn to it. "Good morning, Miss Jane!" he called before rolling a chair over to sit RIGHT next to her. His finger was already creeeeeeeeping towards the venus fly trap.

Jane's expression was all dreamy. The embarassing kind where its kind of obvious you're thinking inappropriate thoughts about someone. In this case, it was the most recent of Jane's interview subjects. I mean rawr, have you SEEN the guy? Those eyes, that smile, that BODY.

She jumped at the greeting and flushed red.

"Oh!"

And obviously, she recovered.

"Plymouth, sweetie. How are you?" It was easier, in Jane's mind, to treat Mr Plymouth Morgan as a child. He was quite obviously an attractive man, and yet there was something breakable about him, something that Jane identified with and felt the instinctive need to make sure he was okay and nobody messed with him in the ways she herself felt she'd been messed with.

Speaking of which, she caught his finger and diverted it gently away from her plant. Dangerous plant.

11-03-2010, 12:38 AM	#17 (permalink)
TeafortheSoul Formerly: Tegz Demiguise Join Date: May 2008 Location: Hobbiton Posts: 24,243 Hogwarts RPG Name: ??? Ravenclaw Hogwarts RPG Name: Ronnie Thurkell Gryffindor Seventh Year x12 x12	lives in a hobbit hole \|\| Ern and Touz's Nuzzle \|\| roflysst \|\| looking at a seed packet Quote: Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz Plymouth peeked into the Editor-y type office. He tried to keep out when others were working, but sometimes... the front desk just couldn't keep his attention. He'd frequented Hunter's office, and a few of the other more friendly sort, but it'd been ages since he'd been poked into this office. They were due. Ahem. Armed with a decoy stack of parchment, Plymouth moseyed the rest of the way into the office. "Hehe." When Miss Jane was out of the office, he liked to leave her "pet rock" little things to "eat" - so he headed that way first. Plus, she had a plant and all and Plymouth was just drawn to it. "Good morning, Miss Jane!" he called before rolling a chair over to sit RIGHT next to her. His finger was already creeeeeeeeping towards the venus fly trap. Jane's expression was all dreamy. The embarassing kind where its kind of obvious you're thinking inappropriate thoughts about someone. In this case, it was the most recent of Jane's interview subjects. I mean rawr, have you SEEN the guy? Those eyes, that smile, that BODY. She jumped at the greeting and flushed red. "Oh!" And obviously, she recovered. "Plymouth, sweetie. How are you?" It was easier, in Jane's mind, to treat Mr Plymouth Morgan as a child. He was quite obviously an attractive man, and yet there was something breakable about him, something that Jane identified with and felt the instinctive need to make sure he was okay and nobody messed with him in the ways she herself felt she'd been messed with. Speaking of which, she caught his finger and diverted it gently away from her plant. Dangerous plant. __________________ love is like a letter wrote :: and life is like an envelope be careful who you give it to :: they might not give it back to you