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Somnium · 04-20-2014, 07:48 PM

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Originally Posted by magikewe

Bryant picked his stuff up from where he had placed it and gave her a glance. "No secrets, huh?" He said, raising an eyebrow. "Well then, lets start with the easy stuff... Why are you in London if you come from Turkey?" The fifteen-year old asked, wandering over to the counter with all his stuff. He knew she would follow since she had been all this time. While waiting for her to respond, he placed his items on the counter and paid for them, telling the person behind the counter he would be back for his kneazle in two weeks time.

Then while waiting for Mel to finish up her shopping, he asked another question. "Since apparently you are not very mysterious, I want to know what your favorite color is... and what your favorite food is."

Melek looked at him and nodded, "Yeah, no secrets." She laughed and smiled. "Okay..." Mel thought about it then shrugged, "My father likes this place better than any others, I guess?" Melek happily followed him to the counter and paid for her things as well. She smiled, "So why are you here?" Mel looked at him and shifted her bags.

"Yeah, I am not mysterious at all." She shrugged and smiled at him. "Oh that is simple... My favorite color is black... I know it isnt girly but thats my choice..." Melek looked at him, "What is yours?" Mel tilted her head, "Hmmmm.... My favorite color is pita bread and humus." She shrugged and smiled, "I hate British food. It tastes like dirt... or at least what I imagine what dirt tastes like. It doesnt have a taste, to be honest." She looked at him, "What is your favorite food?" Mel looked at him, "So what is your name?"

04-20-2014, 07:48 PM	#332 (permalink)
Somnium Acromantula Join Date: Sep 2011 Posts: 30,857 Hogwarts RPG Name: Stiffi Scholz Second Year x8	Wibbly Wobbly \| Timey Wimey Quote: Originally Posted by magikewe Bryant picked his stuff up from where he had placed it and gave her a glance. "No secrets, huh?" He said, raising an eyebrow. "Well then, lets start with the easy stuff... Why are you in London if you come from Turkey?" The fifteen-year old asked, wandering over to the counter with all his stuff. He knew she would follow since she had been all this time. While waiting for her to respond, he placed his items on the counter and paid for them, telling the person behind the counter he would be back for his kneazle in two weeks time. Then while waiting for Mel to finish up her shopping, he asked another question. "Since apparently you are not very mysterious, I want to know what your favorite color is... and what your favorite food is." Melek looked at him and nodded, "Yeah, no secrets." She laughed and smiled. "Okay..." Mel thought about it then shrugged, "My father likes this place better than any others, I guess?" Melek happily followed him to the counter and paid for her things as well. She smiled, "So why are you here?" Mel looked at him and shifted her bags. "Yeah, I am not mysterious at all." She shrugged and smiled at him. "Oh that is simple... My favorite color is black... I know it isnt girly but thats my choice..." Melek looked at him, "What is yours?" Mel tilted her head, "Hmmmm.... My favorite color is pita bread and humus." She shrugged and smiled, "I hate British food. It tastes like dirt... or at least what I imagine what dirt tastes like. It doesnt have a taste, to be honest." She looked at him, "What is your favorite food?" Mel looked at him, "So what is your name?" __________________