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SilverTiger · 03-19-2014, 08:54 AM

Her little rude awakening to the twin seemed to be forgotten as suddenly a shoe had entered Fion’s field of vision and she realized that Victor andAiri hadn’t quite left yet. At least it meant she hadn’t been abandoned to the hyperventilating figure of Airi’s former dance partner, and she stepped even further away from the drunk boy on the floor as he’d announced the possibility of throwing up. There was no way she was getting vomit on her shoes, but then, once again she was semi-forgotten. All the attention was on the older Vincenzi and Airi, which hopefully meant she could go back to her own drink in peace. Even the banana would have been better than having Robert clinging to her like he had Victor. Although suddenly she had attention again as the boy had stammered out her name, and she immediately sensed that at least one of the people present would likely have assumed she was the culprit. For once, she actually had just been a witness, but she merely shrugged and took a drink from her own glass again. Until she was asked, she wasn’t volunteering anything anymore.

She’d rolled her eyes at Victor’s offer of keeping the twin company and providing water. She’d seen the earlier trick. If anything, it only meant there was more hilarity yet to come, but she was staying clear. She hadn’t been invited, and she wouldn’t have joined even if he had been. There were plenty of other people in the Shack that she didn’t need to tag along with the fictional couple and the lovesick twin. She’d just make sure she had enough to drink first, and then see who else she could locate. Ned and Vince were over with Vianna and a ghost on the dance floor, along with banana boy. The latter of which seemed to have abandoned Jungle Boy for the ghost, as it seemed everyone aside from the Slytherin had. Ghosts weren’t anywhere near terrifying when they were having just as much fun with the party as the living, although she hadn’t ever thought them terrifying anyway. They couldn’t hurt her, and they certainly weren’t thieves or murderers. Not now, anyway.

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SilverTiger Crumple-Horned Snorkack Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: SoCal sighs(GMT-8) Posts: 111,285 Hogwarts RPG Name: Aurora Barrington Ravenclaw Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Teagan Kensington Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nico Diggory-Keighley Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Simone Wild Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Noa LeCourt Gryffindor Fifth Year x5 x3	Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict Her little rude awakening to the twin seemed to be forgotten as suddenly a shoe had entered Fion’s field of vision and she realized that Victor andAiri hadn’t quite left yet. At least it meant she hadn’t been abandoned to the hyperventilating figure of Airi’s former dance partner, and she stepped even further away from the drunk boy on the floor as he’d announced the possibility of throwing up. There was no way she was getting vomit on her shoes, but then, once again she was semi-forgotten. All the attention was on the older Vincenzi and Airi, which hopefully meant she could go back to her own drink in peace. Even the banana would have been better than having Robert clinging to her like he had Victor. Although suddenly she had attention again as the boy had stammered out her name, and she immediately sensed that at least one of the people present would likely have assumed she was the culprit. For once, she actually had just been a witness, but she merely shrugged and took a drink from her own glass again. Until she was asked, she wasn’t volunteering anything anymore. She’d rolled her eyes at Victor’s offer of keeping the twin company and providing water. She’d seen the earlier trick. If anything, it only meant there was more hilarity yet to come, but she was staying clear. She hadn’t been invited, and she wouldn’t have joined even if he had been. There were plenty of other people in the Shack that she didn’t need to tag along with the fictional couple and the lovesick twin. She’d just make sure she had enough to drink first, and then see who else she could locate. Ned and Vince were over with Vianna and a ghost on the dance floor, along with banana boy. The latter of which seemed to have abandoned Jungle Boy for the ghost, as it seemed everyone aside from the Slytherin had. Ghosts weren’t anywhere near terrifying when they were having just as much fun with the party as the living, although she hadn’t ever thought them terrifying anyway. They couldn’t hurt her, and they certainly weren’t thieves or murderers. Not now, anyway. __________________ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ It's me, hi, I'm the problem, it's me, at tea time, everybody agrees ...It must be exhausting, always rooting for the anti-hero ♥ ♥ ♥