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Wood'sLittleFlower · 01-16-2015, 10:19 PM

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Originally Posted by Cedric

Schuyler slipped into a seat at her old house table. With a second cocktail already, mind you. Another one of the red ones.

It felt good to sit here again, at the Gryffindor table. Like old times that really weren't that old yet. The brunette took another sip from her glass and looked around the table for some familiar faces. Not too many. Oh, but there was Alice and West. Although by the looks of it, West was only sitting here for his girlfriend. Like a good boyfriend.

She did smile over their way, thinking how nice it was to see them together and all dressed up. It was cute. Then she turned back to her drink again. Lifting the plastic sword out of the cocktail, she closed her teeth around the speared raspberry and pulled it off the sword to eat it.

Yep, that was the best part.

After sort of escorting, sort of abandoning one of the few people here he could manage to talk to on her way to the restroom, Coul's eyes grazed over the red house table. The only one he was really familiar with. He hadn't know why he'd felt a slight pull toward it, but he didn't deny it or return to the Slytherin table to wait for Elodie. Instead, he found his feet carrying him there, shoulders hunched and head low.

His eyes were instantly greeted by the sight of Alice Fischer. Oddly enough, he'd gotten to know he after they'd both graduated, not having really spoken a word during the unfortunate years he'd had to spend here.

Moving up the table a little more, head lifting, he spotted another familiar head of dark hair sitting down with a cocktail. He didn't hesitate in approaching, being better at talking to people one on one, he slipped his fingers around the plastic sword in her hand and pulled.

"You're not using that anymore, are you?"

01-16-2015, 10:19 PM	#52 (permalink)
Wood'sLittleFlower DMLE & DMAC Mooncalf Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee Posts: 7,949 Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Bradshaw Gryffindor First Year Ministry RPG Name: Dieter Kareless Accidents & Catastrophes Ministry RPG Name: Coulson Bradshaw Law Enforcement	Ern's Walmart Greeter Quote: Originally Posted by Cedric Schuyler slipped into a seat at her old house table. With a second cocktail already, mind you. Another one of the red ones. It felt good to sit here again, at the Gryffindor table. Like old times that really weren't that old yet. The brunette took another sip from her glass and looked around the table for some familiar faces. Not too many. Oh, but there was Alice and West. Although by the looks of it, West was only sitting here for his girlfriend. Like a good boyfriend. She did smile over their way, thinking how nice it was to see them together and all dressed up. It was cute. Then she turned back to her drink again. Lifting the plastic sword out of the cocktail, she closed her teeth around the speared raspberry and pulled it off the sword to eat it. Yep, that was the best part. After sort of escorting, sort of abandoning one of the few people here he could manage to talk to on her way to the restroom, Coul's eyes grazed over the red house table. The only one he was really familiar with. He hadn't know why he'd felt a slight pull toward it, but he didn't deny it or return to the Slytherin table to wait for Elodie. Instead, he found his feet carrying him there, shoulders hunched and head low. His eyes were instantly greeted by the sight of Alice Fischer. Oddly enough, he'd gotten to know he after they'd both graduated, not having really spoken a word during the unfortunate years he'd had to spend here. Moving up the table a little more, head lifting, he spotted another familiar head of dark hair sitting down with a cocktail. He didn't hesitate in approaching, being better at talking to people one on one, he slipped his fingers around the plastic sword in her hand and pulled. "You're not using that anymore, are you?" __________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________ _____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine __________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e