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Originally Posted by Harron Peasley Adam sighed and watched Lorelai as she surveyed the Great Hall. He joined in, noting how cool the sky looked right then, and squeezed her hand. This, them leaving, wasn't right. Shouldn't be happening. Because Adam really didn't want it too. "I don't cry. I'm a man, and men don't cry," he said with a wink. "Don't you cry Lorelai. Please, don't cry." He didn't like seeing Lorelai all upset, and she'd already cried today. "Yeah, it's home. It's the best home we could have. Everyday with your friends. The best food I've ever tasted," here he waved his arm over the food and emmitted a slight chuckle. "Why does everything good have to end, eh? It's crappy." "I've... been thinking," he said, his grip on her hand relazing just a little. "About going into the ministry. But... I'm not sure, I just don't think I'll get the grades for it, yernoo." Woah, it took a lot for Adam to admit that. Back to the houses. "Yeah, we are," Adam sighed, squeezing her hand again. A house, just for them two. "It'll be better than a pokey flat, and we'll have more room without using so many undetectable extention charms." "That's another good thing; you'll be able to see Donny more. Maybe he could even come and stay with us if we... yerknow, get a house." He shrugged a little. It was just an idea.
But all of this talk of leaving was making him feel horrible, and he felt lucky he was on the end of the bench. On a spur of the moment, he pulled out a pair of handcuffs from his pocket. They'd been amongst the things he'd had shoved there, and they came out along with some bits of string, a watch, a pair of compasses and a quill. He didn't care for these things as they began rolling away from him. "I'm not.. I'm not going Lori," he said, clipping one around his wrist and another to the leg of his chair.
No. Adam Daniel Stemp was never ever ever leaving Hogwarts. Beautiful. This was all beautiful. In hindsight... and in the future, she'd look back and be happy that it was atleast a beautiful ending. With everyone, but a few importants, here.
Spurting out a chuckle and a sniff, Lorelai shook her head. "Mmm. But men who are in contact with their feminine sides are better." Maybe not when they wanted to shop... and be drama queens, but when they had some feelings, that was good. It was, it was! "I already have... I sobbed when I wrote in that book thing. I saw you go up..." She mused the last part, almost hinting on asking him what he'd wrote, and whether he had cried. But she knew already what his answer would be. "I can cook, I hope you know that. Beans on toast, spaghetti bolognese, I make a mean curry aswell." Mean... being the operative word, because it was kiiiiinda spicy. Teehee. "We're not ending, are we?" Or did he not class 'them' as a good thing? Adam Stemp, answer yourself!
... THE MINISTRY?! Really?! Oh. Merlin. "I'm sure they'll take you on, Ad. I'm real sure of it. But don't.. well don't like.. don't beat yourself up about it yet, okay? We have now to worry about, and how we're going to get through this without me breaking down in tears, and gluing myself to a table." That was a fun thought, actually, she liked it. But she liked to walk in the grounds, and taking a table with her wasn't... seemingly fun. "I kiiiiinda... miiiiight have told the estate agent lady that we were interested in this one in Somerset.. and I arranged a viewing for next week?" Heck, you couldn't blame HER! There was a big garden, and huuuuge bathrooms, AND A SWIMMING POOOL! Oh, and another few bathrooms and bedrooms, but who was counting, eh? "It's in the countryside, really..." So she could fly and everything.
... O____________________________________O "Fine." She teased, with a grin, as she stood up. "I'll just.. uh. Buy that house, hook up with a model, and blow my trust fund on parties? Yeah, perfect sounding right?" Of course it was, SHE had came up with it.
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