01-26-2016, 10:35 PM
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| Boggart
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| idk what post I'm at but can we consider this crossover cleaning/beautification? XD ♥Dunkin | Pixie's Precious Pea | kpop goddess | sneaky sounder | forever slytherin♥ Quote:
Originally Posted by hermygirl Sam looked between Chloe and the little kid, just a tad confused. "S'okay," she replied to the Slytherin, watching her house mate go off to do something else. What, she wasn't sure. "I'll 'elp ya move dis, 'nd then I'll go see whatsup wiff 'er."
She didn't really feel any loyalties to the girl, other than being in the same house. She wasn't Dora, or any of her dorm mates. "Me name's Sam, by the way." She'd managed to met lots of people of late, but names weren't exactly her strong point. If he told her his, she'd try her best to remember it.
Ah. He wanted to plant things in it. The planting, she could totally get behind. The flowers would certainly brighten the place up up; there was always something about the new bulbs poking through in spring and the warmer weather that brought hope to her. She wasn't so sure about the taking out bit though, because who exactly was going to do the taking out? And where would they take them to? "Why don't we insulate 'em wiff something, jus' in case they don't get brou' in?" she replied, not wanting to dash his hopes too much.
But before that, the tyre needed to be moved again. "C'mon, if yeh stand over there, 'nd gimme a 'and, I fink we can get it nex' teh ovver one jus' two of us." If she wasn't all that concerned about the way her housemate had reacted, then Jaemin was sure he didn't need to be overly concerned either. Right? Right. He nodded a bit, more to himself than to her, and moved to the other side of the tire.
Sam. Her name was Sam. Somehow, Jaemin thought as he looked at her, that was rather fitting. A scruffy name for a scruffy girl! He liked it. "My name's Jaemin. Everyone calls me Jay, though."
Most everyone. Some persons of the "not of Hogwarts" variety had called him 'Mini' when he was still in Muggle school. He frowned upon that, so nobody in Hogwarts was to know. He squatted down and tried to find a good place to grip the tire so it would be easier to pick up, looking up at Sam expectantly. She would say when, yes? |
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