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TeafortheSoul · 11-03-2010, 11:11 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Mad Eye Touz

Plymouth studied the poster for another minute, stuck his tongue out at the less manicured-looking Toussaint, and returned to his seat. Once there, he flashed Miss Jane a wicked grin. She was speaking... logic? Or something? at him.

It made him feel very Ravenclaw-y and he always DID like feeling Ravenclaw-y.

"Agreed. It's like...," Plymouth held his arms out and WAVED them around, only knocking a FEW things off her desk," I have ALL THIS ROOM. Why am I always in it alone? It doesn't make sense. It feels greedy. I like to share." True story, Plymouth Glen sure DID like to share.

He settled back in for the Toussaint discussion. He just nodded.Yep. Toussaint, too. Oh, nod nod nod nod. He knew that, too, about the elopement. When his MOTHER got wind of that, she just GUSHED and GUSHED about how romantic it was and made Celandine give her details. Plymouth hadn't put a whole lot of thought into it then, but NOW knowing that Jane was SCORNED - well. It made him mad. "I know her, too. My friend Tobi's older sister. We watched her practice once. She wasn't nearly as nice as you are."

"I think you're better without that family. I am, too. They're snobs and they're mean - but they do it in the NICEST way," like how Jane was saying. Sigh. Just... she WAS better off, but he knew how she felt sort of. The heart wants what the heart wants.

"My heart doesn't want the girls out there." It wanted a little blond in a flat not so very far away.

Jane, unruffled, quietly restored order to her desk and nodded in agreement. "I think its like circles." Circles. Truly. "You have a circle and I have a circle." She made little circles with her hands, thumbs to middle fingers and held them up to look through the resulting rings at Plymouth.

"I think people need their circles to overlap." Like so. She moved her hands together so that a part of each 'circle' overlapped the other, making an oval sort of shape where both of the rings shaped by her fingers had combined. She looked down at her hands thoughtfully. "Maybe... your girlfriend felt like it was overlapping too much?" She moved her hands together so it became one circle. "I think perhaps.... sharing the same circle makes it harder to share yourself with anyone else. Friends and family and all. Thats why you need to overlap only a bit. More with someone you love of course, but some space shouldn't be shared by more than one... I don't make much sense do I?" She smiled apologetically and then looked at her hands, suddenly panicked. "I didn't mean... this... your circle and... you know... mine. Hypothetical. Hypothetical."

Facepalm.

"Well." Shrug. "I wasn't the only one. I just think.... I like to think, and he did say so, that he cared about me a little more than..." sigh "All the others that I didn't know about at the time." Would she take it back? No. No she wouldn't. "I wouldn't take it back." She felt the need to say it.

"I don't know what my heart wants. Just.... someone. Something." Shrugggggg.

11-03-2010, 11:11 PM	#37 (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 studied the poster for another minute, stuck his tongue out at the less manicured-looking Toussaint, and returned to his seat. Once there, he flashed Miss Jane a wicked grin. She was speaking... logic? Or something? at him. It made him feel very Ravenclaw-y and he always DID like feeling Ravenclaw-y. "Agreed. It's like...," Plymouth held his arms out and WAVED them around, only knocking a FEW things off her desk," I have ALL THIS ROOM. Why am I always in it alone? It doesn't make sense. It feels greedy. I like to share." True story, Plymouth Glen sure DID like to share. He settled back in for the Toussaint discussion. He just nodded.Yep. Toussaint, too. Oh, nod nod nod nod. He knew that, too, about the elopement. When his MOTHER got wind of that, she just GUSHED and GUSHED about how romantic it was and made Celandine give her details. Plymouth hadn't put a whole lot of thought into it then, but NOW knowing that Jane was SCORNED - well. It made him mad. "I know her, too. My friend Tobi's older sister. We watched her practice once. She wasn't nearly as nice as you are." "I think you're better without that family. I am, too. They're snobs and they're mean - but they do it in the NICEST way," like how Jane was saying. Sigh. Just... she WAS better off, but he knew how she felt sort of. The heart wants what the heart wants. "My heart doesn't want the girls out there." It wanted a little blond in a flat not so very far away. Jane, unruffled, quietly restored order to her desk and nodded in agreement. "I think its like circles." Circles. Truly. "You have a circle and I have a circle." She made little circles with her hands, thumbs to middle fingers and held them up to look through the resulting rings at Plymouth. "I think people need their circles to overlap." Like so. She moved her hands together so that a part of each 'circle' overlapped the other, making an oval sort of shape where both of the rings shaped by her fingers had combined. She looked down at her hands thoughtfully. "Maybe... your girlfriend felt like it was overlapping too much?" She moved her hands together so it became one circle. "I think perhaps.... sharing the same circle makes it harder to share yourself with anyone else. Friends and family and all. Thats why you need to overlap only a bit. More with someone you love of course, but some space shouldn't be shared by more than one... I don't make much sense do I?" She smiled apologetically and then looked at her hands, suddenly panicked. "I didn't mean... this... your circle and... you know... mine. Hypothetical. Hypothetical." Facepalm. "Well." Shrug. "I wasn't the only one. I just think.... I like to think, and he did say so, that he cared about me a little more than..." sigh "All the others that I didn't know about at the time." Would she take it back? No. No she wouldn't. "I wouldn't take it back." She felt the need to say it. "I don't know what my heart wants. Just.... someone. Something." Shrugggggg. __________________ 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