 ∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe
Rooney had settled on the floor with the bucket between his legs and was using his wand to actually stir the spoons in three other buckets. Good times, indeed. He did pass across some of the things he had drawn out, and just smiled. "Those were just ideas. I just really wanted to make them a bit more...fitting." But Olly could do whatever he wanted to the pods with the paint. See, Rooney really could share things with the boy. Maybe he wasn't good at sharing his girl with him, but paint...and ideas...he could!
OH GOBBLEDYGOOK.
Rooney squealed, his wand jerking upwards and the three spoons flew into the air sending paint...everywhere. Sorry Olly. Sorry everything. Sorry Professor Myers.
Yikes.
His first reaction was to blame Olly, and so he pointed in that direction...but his second was to take full responsibility for this situation. 1. Because he was growing up and trying to prove a point and 2. Because if Professor Myers LOVED this...then he needed credit for it. "We're redecorating, Sir!" Fancy joining? Or was the paint on his face mooooooore than enough?
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