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Star-Lord · 09-12-2015, 08:21 PM

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Originally Posted by laurange

Brian had been sleeping really soundly up in the library at that window table that had just the right amount of sun to be comfy, partially because he was really tired and couldn't sleep with his roommate snoring through the night, partially because History of Magic was so boring. Really. It was all goblin rebellions and witch burnings but there were no real wars at all. And the wars get had could have been solved pretty easily if they had thought to get the Muggle's help rather than keep them in the dark. Really.

But now he was late for his picnic with Timmy - all her idea, but there's was good food so he he wasn't going to be seen complaining. After dashing down to the kitchens and begging the house elves to brainstorm a peace offering with him, he was carrying a large, cold bottle of lemonade - the pink variety, because the others were meh -with a plastic and rubber stopper in it and he was RUNNING FULL SPEED AHEAD FOR THE LAKE.

Panting a little because he was by NO means the athletic one of the two of them, he flopped down opposite her. "Hi friend," he grinned. "I brought a peace offering. Sooooo sorry I'm late." Please don't hate him, gosh. He had lemonade. And maybe he should explain himself. "I fell asleep. Sorry." Though he was pretty sure she figured that out on her own.

Timmy had finished two peaches.
Two.

And still no Brian.

Then again, Timmy did eat peaches pretty quickly so not much time had passed by. So instead, she lied down, closed her eyes and enjoyed the fall breeze passing by. She did start humming to herself after some time and dozed off a bit. But then she heard a voice, his voice to be exact. Peeking at Brian with one eye, Timmy stayed in her position and closed her eye again. "You're late," She mumbled, wiggling her nose. Finally sitting up, the blonde rubbed her eyes and yawned. A peace offering? Well, at least he had brought along more juice. Smiling at him, Timmy simply said, "I hate you,"

Taking the the juice, she tosses him a piece of bread. "This is your only food for falling asleep on me again," At least, she thought it was two? Maybe that'll teach him a lesson. This friend date was supposed to be special.

09-12-2015, 08:21 PM	#70 (permalink)
Star-Lord DMGS & DMT Mooncalf Join Date: May 2009 Location: Gotham [GMT -5] Posts: 6,979 x2	★ wannabe historian ★ Baekry Quote: Originally Posted by laurange Brian had been sleeping really soundly up in the library at that window table that had just the right amount of sun to be comfy, partially because he was really tired and couldn't sleep with his roommate snoring through the night, partially because History of Magic was so boring. Really. It was all goblin rebellions and witch burnings but there were no real wars at all. And the wars get had could have been solved pretty easily if they had thought to get the Muggle's help rather than keep them in the dark. Really. But now he was late for his picnic with Timmy - all her idea, but there's was good food so he he wasn't going to be seen complaining. After dashing down to the kitchens and begging the house elves to brainstorm a peace offering with him, he was carrying a large, cold bottle of lemonade - the pink variety, because the others were meh -with a plastic and rubber stopper in it and he was RUNNING FULL SPEED AHEAD FOR THE LAKE. Panting a little because he was by NO means the athletic one of the two of them, he flopped down opposite her. "Hi friend," he grinned. "I brought a peace offering. Sooooo sorry I'm late." Please don't hate him, gosh. He had lemonade. And maybe he should explain himself. "I fell asleep. Sorry." Though he was pretty sure she figured that out on her own. Timmy had finished two peaches. Two. And still no Brian. Then again, Timmy did eat peaches pretty quickly so not much time had passed by. So instead, she lied down, closed her eyes and enjoyed the fall breeze passing by. She did start humming to herself after some time and dozed off a bit. But then she heard a voice, his voice to be exact. Peeking at Brian with one eye, Timmy stayed in her position and closed her eye again. "You're late," She mumbled, wiggling her nose. Finally sitting up, the blonde rubbed her eyes and yawned. A peace offering? Well, at least he had brought along more juice. Smiling at him, Timmy simply said, "I hate you," Taking the the juice, she tosses him a piece of bread. "This is your only food for falling asleep on me again," At least, she thought it was two? Maybe that'll teach him a lesson. This friend date was supposed to be special. __________________ I don't bend easy, budge or break; Trust me, you don't want it with the female Scarface;