11-25-2010, 04:49 PM
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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley Adam kept his head in his hands as he head a voice that could belong to no one other than his girlfriend, but he didn't want to look at her now for fear that she would still have tears on her face. He smiled a little when she put her hand in his hair, and then reached up his own hand to remove it and thread his fingers between hers. In doing so, he looked up at her face. "I'm not crying," he muttered after a pause, looking at her tear stained cheeks. He smiled rather ruefully as he lifted his other hand to wipe away a little droplet of water. "I just... I don't wanna go, Lor," he added hoarsely. "I like... love it here, way too much." Here, he paused and then let his face be lit up by a grin. "But there again, at least now we can buy a house together, see Tyler again... get a job...." he trailed off. Job. Oh joy. As she spoke down to him, the Prefect took a look around the whole hall, and chewed at her lip. This was taunting, how beautiful it looked right now, it pleaded with her to break down and cry, and throw a tantrum until she got to stay forever. Yet, it was completely bewildering to her, how beautiful it was, and how a tinge of her wanted to leave, and let her remember it for it's beauty before anything horrible happened to it. "Good, I don't like to think of you crying," It made HER want to sob uncontrollably again, like she had in the dorm multiple times. She started to play with the fingers of their joined hands, just like usual, and smiled hastily. "I know, Ad. I know. Hogwarts... Well it's home isn't it, home and it has been for a while. You prolonged it for a year, feel lucky." Lori laughed awkwardly, as she tried to make this situation into a joke. Terribly, of course.
ah. Work. "You can just sing places, get some money whatver. My trust fund can cover us for now." It would for a while, too. "So we are gonna get a house? I thought you were ll skeptical about the idea? " She hadn't been. She'd rather be in a house than a flat thing. Something that was THEIRS, and not just shared with other people. "Yeah... I want to see Tyler. And go visit Torin in New York. Promised Don I'd take him too..."
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