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Magical Soul · 05-19-2012, 02:42 PM

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Originally Posted by Wonderstruck

Adam's jaw was stiff and sore to say the least. He kept moving it in a circle in the hopes that the muscles would sort themselves out but it didn't seem to be helping. Not to mention it was a rather gnarly looking bruise that was forming on the point of contact. Who knew that little weasel could muster such a punch. Spotting a near by bench along the corridor Adam plopped down on it, rubbing his jaw tenderly. This is what he had been doing all day: toying with the idea of going to the hospital wing for something to take off the edge, but ultimately Adam didn't want to give Joao the satisfaction. So instead Adam opened his History of Magic textbook and started reading. If it got any worse, then he would go.

Louisa was making her way up to her common room with a half doughnut in her hand. She was in a neutral mood, her movie night out with Jonathan and everything that happened after left her confused and calmer than her usual self. She had a lot to think about and figure, and learn. Her agreement with Joao about being friends set her heart at ease though... now she wouldn't feel guilty about going out on a proper date with--

"Adam!" She beamed at him, started jogging toward the boy spreading her arms out for a hug but... the color of his face stopped her. She stood right in front of him, biting slowly on her doughnut and staring at his cheek. "Adam? What's that?" He... didn't try to put on makeup, right? Because unless that was the option, it meant that he was in a fight which was NOT one of his characteristics.

05-19-2012, 02:42 PM	#6 (permalink)
Magical Soul Kappa Join Date: Jun 2010 Location: GMT +3 Posts: 14,519 x6	Dalliesa \| Ab-Bot \| Hogwarts Trojan War \| Quote: Originally Posted by Wonderstruck Adam's jaw was stiff and sore to say the least. He kept moving it in a circle in the hopes that the muscles would sort themselves out but it didn't seem to be helping. Not to mention it was a rather gnarly looking bruise that was forming on the point of contact. Who knew that little weasel could muster such a punch. Spotting a near by bench along the corridor Adam plopped down on it, rubbing his jaw tenderly. This is what he had been doing all day: toying with the idea of going to the hospital wing for something to take off the edge, but ultimately Adam didn't want to give Joao the satisfaction. So instead Adam opened his History of Magic textbook and started reading. If it got any worse, then he would go. Louisa was making her way up to her common room with a half doughnut in her hand. She was in a neutral mood, her movie night out with Jonathan and everything that happened after left her confused and calmer than her usual self. She had a lot to think about and figure, and learn. Her agreement with Joao about being friends set her heart at ease though... now she wouldn't feel guilty about going out on a proper date with-- "Adam!" She beamed at him, started jogging toward the boy spreading her arms out for a hug but... the color of his face stopped her. She stood right in front of him, biting slowly on her doughnut and staring at his cheek. "Adam? What's that?" He... didn't try to put on makeup, right? Because unless that was the option, it meant that he was in a fight which was NOT one of his characteristics.