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*squidnie* · 08-10-2011, 04:31 PM

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Originally Posted by Magical Soul

'Nothing' usually meant there was a huge thing going on in the background and usually, like a few days ago, she'd pry the answer out of him easily. He never hides anything from her –as far as she could tell- and with a few questions and puppy eyes, she would know. Not then, though. He was angry, maybe annoyed, and definitely liked his girlfriend dozens more than he used to like Louisa.

So she shut up.

Staring down at the pumpkin pasty he offered, she considered slapping his hand away and going back to her half-sleep half-passing out situation. If he wasn't going to looking at her or drop the angry tone, she wasn't going to accept his charity. But her hand moved on its accord and she took the food, carefully not to touch his skin, and placed it next to her. Scooting over to the window, curling up in a ball, she rested her forehead on her knees and closed her eyes, "Leave me alone." Her voice cold and shaking, "..please," There. She'd asked him! He wouldn't feel guilty about getting out of here now- which was what he wanted from the beginning but too polite to do it.

A small smile spread across Dallin's lips as Louisa took his treat, but it was gone almost instantly. He watched, silent, as she curled up almost into a ball by the window, away from him. Clearly, obviously away from him. She didn't want to be near him. And - Oh.

He stared at her in shock for a moment. Leave me alone. If it hadn't been so obvious that she didn't want to be with him he would have asked 'What?' Because he had to have misheard her...but no. She wanted him to leave. She was done talking to him. She was done looking at him. Louisa, who always seemed to love being around him, was telling him to leave.

Was this because he'd gotten angry with her? That would make sense. He didn't ask. She told him to leave her alone. He stood up slowly, looking at her the whole time. He moved toward the door without thinking and as he pulled it open he whispered, "I guess I'll talk to you next term." Because it was clear that she wasn't going to call him, now. She probably wouldn't even want to write to him.

08-10-2011, 04:31 PM	#118 (permalink)
squidnie Alley Proprietor Granian Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: lurking Posts: 21,036 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Lillian Hawkins Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Cathryn “Cat” Webb Ravenclaw Fourth Year Diagon Alley Proprietor: Collin O'Shea Owl Post	Sardines ♥ // Nomsy, yo ❄ rolling in the ink ❄ Quote: Originally Posted by Magical Soul 'Nothing' usually meant there was a huge thing going on in the background and usually, like a few days ago, she'd pry the answer out of him easily. He never hides anything from her –as far as she could tell- and with a few questions and puppy eyes, she would know. Not then, though. He was angry, maybe annoyed, and definitely liked his girlfriend dozens more than he used to like Louisa. So she shut up. Staring down at the pumpkin pasty he offered, she considered slapping his hand away and going back to her half-sleep half-passing out situation. If he wasn't going to looking at her or drop the angry tone, she wasn't going to accept his charity. But her hand moved on its accord and she took the food, carefully not to touch his skin, and placed it next to her. Scooting over to the window, curling up in a ball, she rested her forehead on her knees and closed her eyes, "Leave me alone." Her voice cold and shaking, "..please," There. She'd asked him! He wouldn't feel guilty about getting out of here now- which was what he wanted from the beginning but too polite to do it. A small smile spread across Dallin's lips as Louisa took his treat, but it was gone almost instantly. He watched, silent, as she curled up almost into a ball by the window, away from him. Clearly, obviously away from him. She didn't want to be near him. And - Oh. He stared at her in shock for a moment. Leave me alone. If it hadn't been so obvious that she didn't want to be with him he would have asked 'What?' Because he had to have misheard her...but no. She wanted him to leave. She was done talking to him. She was done looking at him. Louisa, who always seemed to love being around him, was telling him to leave. Was this because he'd gotten angry with her? That would make sense. He didn't ask. She told him to leave her alone. He stood up slowly, looking at her the whole time. He moved toward the door without thinking and as he pulled it open he whispered, "I guess I'll talk to you next term." Because it was clear that she wasn't going to call him, now. She probably wouldn't even want to write to him. __________________ ★ Kindness is its own kind of magic ★ Last edited by squidnie; 08-10-2011 at 04:59 PM.