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SlytherinSistah · 06-04-2014, 07:10 PM

Text Cut: Grayson Whitlock

Quote:

Originally Posted by hermionesclone

"I can take a minute out of that to be disappointed in you." Maybe. She'd have to do something incredibly boring and un-Lex like to make something like that happen. "Being a ghost would be incredibly boring. I mean, sure, you can spook people but then all the fun dies out after a while." Dead boring. And not for him, nuh uh. Unlike THE BEGINNING OF A FLOUR FIGHT! FREAKING YES. "Excuse you!" But he was chuckling, even despite the white cooking ingredient that was on his apron and hair. "You're gonna miss me when I'm gone."

Dead serious, he was.

Long line of Slytherins. "Interesting," he said, nodding slowly, "Means you stand out." Also, cheer up, mkay? She was one of the very very few people Grayson would actually be sorry to see upset. He le out a small snort at the pretty girl's answer before saying, "Looks like I'll have to watch what I say around you two." Half joking, he was.

The Slytherin would have mentioned his approval at the idea of having a snack while cooking but he was otherwise occupied in listening out to what the new girl was saying about pizza. And chocolate. And DESSERT PIZZA?! "Are you serious?" he asked, his eyes wide, "Jeez, I have not lived." He needed some of that. And, more importantly, he needed to find someone who'd be willing to make it for him.

The fourteen year old was oh-so-amused at the amount of cooking spray in the other bowl. He wasn't going to say anything, though. Merlin knows how feisty girls could be sometimes.

Like now.

He TALKED too much? "Young and handsome." Wink. Not old and wrinkly. Either way, he didn't care and was choosing to talk about the friendship between these two girls. "I thought you two must know each other but I didn't know, that's all." Shrug. It wasn't a BAD thing. Especially not for the new girl who was going to be bumped up. Sooooo, turning to her, he opened his mouth to tell her his name when.................

..................... Whitty.

Someone was missing him.

Knowing EXACTLY who that voice belonged to, he turned his head and was not surprised to see a Cutty calling him over. "Ladies," he said, bowing his head at the other two before head his way over towards his fellow Slyth--

........... Oh wait. "It's Grayson, by the way," he said, turning back to look over at the new girl (Lottie), "Grayson Whitlock." Which explained the Whitty nickname.

And now back to the Slytherin third year. "Sup, Mordaunt?" Basically, why was he missing him? It didn't sound like Cutty to be needy and asking for something as ridiculous as hugs.

Whilst he waited for Whitty to come hither, Cutty took a moment to study the room. Just to see if, like Potions, any sort of personal information could be gleaned from his classmates.

Come to think of it, Ethan had looked nervous. Uncharacteristically nervous for the confident boy that those Mordaunts knew they were. Why? Cutty observed that Team Mordaunt's dough looked fine, so it couldn't have been that he was afraid that he'd be failing Muggle Studies. No. He caught the expressions on the other Mordaunt's face as he conversed with the other half of his team. That's what it was.

Also, those two females are going to eat Whitty if he didn't hurry over. But no sooner had he had that thought than his housemate showed up. Now, any other house would've been forthright. But in Slytherin, forthright was a punishable offense. Distasteful at the least. Quick as, Cutty put a hand on the back of Grayson's shoulder and asked him. "I think I need a second opinion on my dough. Does it look normal to yer?"...meanwhile ripping off the sticker from the boy's back and pretending to wipe it off on his own robes, but pocketing the sticker label. "Sticky! Ugh! Sorry 'bout that!"

06-04-2014, 07:10 PM	#141 (permalink)
SlytherinSistah DoM Ramora Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: Merlin Foresaken PST Posts: 5,432 x9 x3	C.R.E.A.M \| Haitian Sensation \| Shark Patronus \| Your Huckleberry \| T's ClayBaby Text Cut: Grayson Whitlock Quote: Originally Posted by hermionesclone "I can take a minute out of that to be disappointed in you." Maybe. She'd have to do something incredibly boring and un-Lex like to make something like that happen. *"Being a ghost would be incredibly boring.* I mean, sure, you can spook people but then all the fun dies out after a while." Dead boring. And not for him, nuh uh. Unlike THE BEGINNING OF A FLOUR FIGHT! FREAKING YES. "Excuse you!" But he was chuckling, even despite the white cooking ingredient that was on his apron and hair. "You're gonna miss me when I'm gone." Dead serious, he was. Long line of Slytherins. "Interesting," he said, nodding slowly, "Means you stand out."** Also, cheer up, mkay? She was one of the very very few people Grayson would actually be sorry to see upset. He le out a small snort at the pretty girl's answer before saying, "Looks like I'll have to watch what I say around you two." Half joking, he was. The Slytherin would have mentioned his approval at the idea of having a snack while cooking but he was otherwise occupied in listening out to what the new girl was saying about pizza. And chocolate. And DESSERT PIZZA?! "Are you serious?" he asked, his eyes wide, "Jeez, I have not lived." He needed some of that. And, more importantly, he needed to find someone who'd be willing to make it for him. The fourteen year old was oh-so-amused at the amount of cooking spray in the other bowl. He wasn't going to say anything, though. Merlin knows how feisty girls could be sometimes. Like now. He TALKED too much? "Young and handsome." Wink. Not old and wrinkly. Either way, he didn't care and was choosing to talk about the friendship between these two girls. "I thought you two must know each other but I didn't know, that's all." Shrug. It wasn't a BAD thing. Especially not for the new girl who was going to be bumped up. Sooooo, turning to her, he opened his mouth to tell her his name when................. ..................... Whitty. Someone was missing him. Knowing EXACTLY who that voice belonged to, he turned his head and was not surprised to see a Cutty calling him over. "Ladies," he said, bowing his head at the other two before head his way over towards his fellow Slyth-- ........... Oh wait. "It's Grayson, by the way," he said, turning back to look over at the new girl (Lottie), "Grayson Whitlock." Which explained the Whitty nickname. And now back to the Slytherin third year. "Sup, Mordaunt?" Basically, why was he missing him? It didn't sound like Cutty to be needy and asking for something as ridiculous as hugs. Whilst he waited for Whitty to come hither, Cutty took a moment to study the room. Just to see if, like Potions, any sort of personal information could be gleaned from his classmates. Come to think of it, Ethan had looked nervous. Uncharacteristically nervous for the confident boy that those Mordaunts knew they were. Why? Cutty observed that Team Mordaunt's dough looked fine, so it couldn't have been that he was afraid that he'd be failing Muggle Studies. No. He caught the expressions on the other Mordaunt's face as he conversed with the other half of his team. That's what it was. Also, those two females are going to eat Whitty if he didn't hurry over. But no sooner had he had that thought than his housemate showed up. Now, any other house would've been forthright. But in Slytherin, forthright was a punishable offense. Distasteful at the least. Quick as, Cutty put a hand on the back of Grayson's shoulder and asked him. "I think I need a second opinion on my dough. Does it look normal to yer?"...meanwhile ripping off the sticker from the boy's back and pretending to wipe it off on his own robes, but pocketing the sticker label. "Sticky! Ugh! Sorry 'bout that!" __________________