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DaniDiNardo · 12-08-2014, 10:46 PM

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Originally Posted by JustAlice

Hamish was drawn to places where things would be happening. So he headed straight for the main stage when he arrived at the festival. There was nobody here yet, but that didn't mean there wouldn't be soon. Plus, there were always attractive people at music festivals, and most of them managed to make their way to the front line of the stage area - for example, here he was: a beautiful man at the very front.

He leaned against the fence as he waited for more people to arrive, and wondered which act would be on first. His cousin had said something about The Dead Kneazles performing today, and he had enjoyed their last gig he went to, so he'd stick around for them definitely. But he remembered something about them being on later. Anyway, he didn't really mind who was playing, so long as the atmosphere was good.

She. Couldn't. See.

Of course the point of a music festival was to hear the sounds but that didn't make it any better and she'd forgetting to wear her 6 inch heels today so something had to be done. That something happened to be Arisa pulling Jarrell hastily through the gathering crowd as she made her way closer to the front. That was where people like her belonged anyway. "I don't think we missed much, even with you taking the longest time imaginable to get dressed." And a somewhat pointed look before her eyes went forward again. He didn't usually spend as long getting dressed and consequently, she'd never been schooled into the patience of waiting while he got dressed.

Arisa came to a stop, belatedly noticing how close they'd come to the outer fencing. Were it not such a good vantage point, she might have opted to leave. Fences had rust and rust damaged expensive fabric--which she happened to be wearing. Vaguely, she was aware of the guy standing there by the fence but most of her attention was on the stage.

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DaniDiNardo Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,239 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Permission to drag Jarrell along cuz Pixie too! Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite Quote: Originally Posted by JustAlice Hamish was drawn to places where things would be happening. So he headed straight for the main stage when he arrived at the festival. There was nobody here yet, but that didn't mean there wouldn't be soon. Plus, there were always attractive people at music festivals, and most of them managed to make their way to the front line of the stage area - for example, here he was: a beautiful man at the very front. He leaned against the fence as he waited for more people to arrive, and wondered which act would be on first. His cousin had said something about The Dead Kneazles performing today, and he had enjoyed their last gig he went to, so he'd stick around for them definitely. But he remembered something about them being on later. Anyway, he didn't really mind who was playing, so long as the atmosphere was good. She. Couldn't. See. Of course the point of a music festival was to hear the sounds but that didn't make it any better and she'd forgetting to wear her 6 inch heels today so something had to be done. That something happened to be Arisa pulling Jarrell hastily through the gathering crowd as she made her way closer to the front. That was where people like her belonged anyway. *"I don't think we missed much, even* with you taking the longest time imaginable to get dressed."** And a somewhat pointed look before her eyes went forward again. He didn't usually spend as long getting dressed and consequently, she'd never been schooled into the patience of waiting while he got dressed. Arisa came to a stop, belatedly noticing how close they'd come to the outer fencing. Were it not such a good vantage point, she might have opted to leave. Fences had rust and rust damaged expensive fabric--which she happened to be wearing. Vaguely, she was aware of the guy standing there by the fence but most of her attention was on the stage. __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.