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iBeJenn · 06-18-2011, 12:21 AM

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Originally Posted by Deatheater 2251

Connor waited next to the mirror. He leaned into it to check his appearance, making sure his eyeliner wasn't messed up or his hair a mess. He smiled at his appearance as butterflies flipped in his stomach. He was glad that he was going to be seeing Orabelle soon. He hadn't seen her since they went skating. It was odd for even though they were in the same house, they never got to spend any time together. He barely saw her in the common room. He turned his back to the mirror and leaned against the wall next to it. He smiled happily as he waited.

Orabelle wondered why she had even agreed to meet up with him. Or even remember when she had. But her calender had been circled with her purple marker and written on with the date and time so she supposed she had agreed at some point... even if she couldn't remember when it was. She sighed, readjusting her bag on her shoulder, walking down the fourth floor corridor.

Then there was the mirror... and him leaning on the wall next to it, smiling oddly. "Connor," Orabelle greeted before looking in the mirror. Ooooh... her hair looked nice... then again, when didn't it? Hehe. Yup, she looked pretty... what a wasted outfit.

06-18-2011, 12:21 AM	#135 (permalink)
iBeJenn Hinkypunk Join Date: Mar 2010 Location: NYC Posts: 12,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Regina Circe Cho Slytherin Third Year x12 x2	Quote: Originally Posted by Deatheater 2251 Connor waited next to the mirror. He leaned into it to check his appearance, making sure his eyeliner wasn't messed up or his hair a mess. He smiled at his appearance as butterflies flipped in his stomach. He was glad that he was going to be seeing Orabelle soon. He hadn't seen her since they went skating. It was odd for even though they were in the same house, they never got to spend any time together. He barely saw her in the common room. He turned his back to the mirror and leaned against the wall next to it. He smiled happily as he waited. Orabelle wondered why she had even agreed to meet up with him. Or even remember when she had. But her calender had been circled with her purple marker and written on with the date and time so she supposed she had agreed at some point... even if she couldn't remember when it was. She sighed, readjusting her bag on her shoulder, walking down the fourth floor corridor. Then there was the mirror... and him leaning on the wall next to it, smiling oddly. "Connor," Orabelle greeted before looking in the mirror. Ooooh... her hair looked nice... then again, when didn't it? Hehe. Yup, she looked pretty... what a wasted outfit. __________________ though we're strangers 'til now, we're choosing a *path* between the s t a r s________________._____________ ♡ ♡_______________________.__________________________ ____i'll leave my .l o v e. between the stars...