09-20-2018, 09:33 PM
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Thestral
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Solana Selwyn Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Selene Diana Evans Ravenclaw Seventh Year Ministry RPG Name:
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Originally Posted by Suziella He could feel Kalen relaxing immediately which helped him to calm down a little as well. He hated all of this tension. You could try to cut it with a knife but he was pretty sure it would get stuck half way through and then you would be up a creek with out a paddle. Hogwarts was no longer a happy place for anyone.
How was it that even when there was something serious going on, one small thing like closing the door with his foot, made Tristan grin? Just how?
Though as soon as Kalen started talking, the grin disappeared, and the worry crease made it's way in. "She did. Crumpled up on the floor." He said with a sigh. Tristan set his elbow on the arm of the couch, resting his forehead in his hand. "It definitely does. Makes me wonder if she had tried...but what's the point. Kaysha would have rebelled even if we begged her not to." He sighed again worrying about their own fates. Kalen looked up to see the worry crease back in Tris’s forehead and he sighed softly as he leaned forward a bit and gently pushed his fingers against the other man’s forehead. He had seen that way to much these past few weeks at school. And yet over the summer he hadn’t see it at all. He once again wished for the idyllic summer months they had passed together and his green eyes moved towards the picture of them in Paris for a moment before pulling back and settling once more on the edge of the desk. “Mmmm, part of me wonders what the point of trying is? All these rules are ridiculous, and the waking up early? The running? The standing, no PDA? What are we, a muggle military school?” He asked with a heavy sigh as he rubbed the side of his neck a bit in worry. “Are you worried that we are going to get fired?” He asked the other man softly. |
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