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Deezerz · 05-29-2016, 10:13 PM

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger

As usual, Brooklyn had let herself focus on her book more than whoever was around. She was aware of the others who were in the common room, but she was choosing to not pay attention to them. It was their choice if they wanted to interrupt her, but most people didn’t. For once, she was finding it relatively quiet in the room. It was nice, even if she didn’t expect it to last. She would appreciate what she was given, and that only let her relax. Westeros was much more interesting than Hogwarts right now, anyhow. Minus the acromantulas and rogue poltergeists, it was almost boring in the castle.

At the edges of her notice, she had heard the person calling out for someone. Aside from wondering why anyone would be named after a condiment, she hadn’t paid any attention at all. She hadn’t seen anything, so there was no reason to look up from her book. At least, not until she felt her chair unceremoniously shaken, which caused her to look up, an irritated expression in her eyes. “You should look where you’re going,” she said, shifting to lean over so she could look down at the boy laying on the floor.

Owwwwwwww.

His head hurt. Was those stars he was seeing?

The boy heard a voice and it was then that he decided to turn around onto his back. He blinked and the squinted at the redhead hovering above him. Well...he was seeing pretty girls now. This wasn't a bad thing.

"Are...are you an angel?" he croaked out weakly. His head hurt and the room was still spinning.

He was DYING.

05-29-2016, 10:13 PM	#18 (permalink)
Deezerz Mooncalf Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Camp Half-Blood Posts: 7,792 Hogwarts RPG Name: Xelene P. Baltazar-Dos Santos Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Angel Escalante Slytherin First Year x8	That's Rough Buddy \| Be the Flower \| Moon & Stars Quote: Originally Posted by SilverTiger As usual, Brooklyn had let herself focus on her book more than whoever was around. She was aware of the others who were in the common room, but she was choosing to not pay attention to them. It was their choice if they wanted to interrupt her, but most people didn’t. For once, she was finding it relatively quiet in the room. It was nice, even if she didn’t expect it to last. She would appreciate what she was given, and that only let her relax. Westeros was much more interesting than Hogwarts right now, anyhow. Minus the acromantulas and rogue poltergeists, it was almost boring in the castle. At the edges of her notice, she had heard the person calling out for someone. Aside from wondering why anyone would be named after a condiment, she hadn’t paid any attention at all. She hadn’t seen anything, so there was no reason to look up from her book. At least, not until she felt her chair unceremoniously shaken, which caused her to look up, an irritated expression in her eyes. “You should look where you’re going,” she said, shifting to lean over so she could look down at the boy laying on the floor. Owwwwwwww. His head hurt. Was those stars he was seeing? The boy heard a voice and it was then that he decided to turn around onto his back. He blinked and the squinted at the redhead hovering above him. Well...he was seeing pretty girls now. This wasn't a bad thing. "Are...are you an angel?" he croaked out weakly. His head hurt and the room was still spinning. He was DYING. __________________