05-04-2012, 10:25 PM
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| Mooncalf
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Robertser Gryffindor Seventh Year | Ern's Walmart Greeter Quote:
Originally Posted by swaEEtt Charlie wandered up the Gryffindor table, scanning the crowd for Brooklyn. He squinted. She couldn't be that hard to find, right? He frowned, asking random people at the table. "Hey, Have you seen a girl, about this tall--" He motioned her approximate height,"--blonde, really pretty, pouty lips?" He said, still looking up and down the table. He then spotted her, leaning on her arms and looking the other way. "Nevermind, found her."
He hurried to where she was, sneaking up behind her and tapping her on the shoulder, but by the time she turned to look he had moved to the other side of her where she couldn't see him, and sat down beside her. She wanted firsties. Brooke wanted to meet all of them. Apparently, that became her goal for the year- meeting all of the first years. Merlin knew it would be almost impossible, especially since she was so much older than them. But still, it was at the top of her list. She tilted her head slightly, glancing farther down the table to where a few of them sat and she couldn't help bit grin. SO CUTE.
Somewhere in the middle of all of this, she felt finger tapping her shoulder, but when she turned to look, it appeared as though no on were there. She frowned. Turning her head back, she found a new face next to her. "Charlie!" She grinned, still completely oblivious to the fact that it was probably him who had tapped her shoulder.
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