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city_girl_95 · 10-30-2011, 07:44 PM

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Originally Posted by LunaLovegood5

Jack gave Amy a look. Nothing's wrong? What, was she just peeling onions then? Right. He laughed, sniffing himself. He smelled a bit cookie-ish. He had no idea why. Maybe it was his natural scent? To be honest, he didn't smell himself much, so wasn't too sure if this was the norm for him.

"Thanks," he grinned, "so do you." He said, sniffing her hair. Actually, it didn't smell bad. Better than bad, it smelled good. Nice even. He liked the smell. His face then became solemn. "Amy, I know only too well there's something wrong. I mean if you don't want to talk about it's okay..." He said, though he knew if he had someone to talk to when his Mam was so rotten to him at home, he'd have much happier Summers.

Amy crinkled up her eye slightly as he sniffed her hair. Good thing she'd washed it that morning, it was the coconut shampoo so it should of smelt good. An hour ago it would of been overpowering, but now it was okay, that said, she did still reach down and sniff her own hair. Thanks she mumbled, looking at the ground as she sat down on the stone steps, looking up at him and a portrait

I don't want to talk about it then she said quietly, folding her arms and sitting there, pouting and staring at her shoes. They were nice shoes and all, but they made her feel even crapper and as she stared at them, her vision started to blur with salty tears

10-30-2011, 07:44 PM	#31 (permalink)
city_girl_95 SS100 Triumphant Mooncalf Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: -SH [GMT] Posts: 7,007 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia "Amy" Mae Samson Seventh Year x3	Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God Quote: Originally Posted by LunaLovegood5 Jack gave Amy a look. Nothing's wrong? What, was she just peeling onions then? Right. He laughed, sniffing himself. He smelled a bit cookie-ish. He had no idea why. Maybe it was his natural scent? To be honest, he didn't smell himself much, so wasn't too sure if this was the norm for him. "Thanks," he grinned, "so do you." He said, sniffing her hair. Actually, it didn't smell bad. Better than bad, it smelled good. Nice even. He liked the smell. His face then became solemn. "Amy, I know only too well there's something wrong. I mean if you don't want to talk about it's okay..." He said, though he knew if he had someone to talk to when his Mam was so rotten to him at home, he'd have much happier Summers. Amy crinkled up her eye slightly as he sniffed her hair. Good thing she'd washed it that morning, it was the coconut shampoo so it should of smelt good. An hour ago it would of been overpowering, but now it was okay, that said, she did still reach down and sniff her own hair. Thanks she mumbled, looking at the ground as she sat down on the stone steps, looking up at him and a portrait I don't want to talk about it then she said quietly, folding her arms and sitting there, pouting and staring at her shoes. They were nice shoes and all, but they made her feel even crapper and as she stared at them, her vision started to blur with salty tears __________________ Tonight we are young. So lets set the world on fire---------------- ----------------------------Belle-Marie. Hufflepuff. Fifth Year.