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kayquilz · 07-12-2016, 07:05 PM

Milton was rarely in London. So rarely that when he did visit, he insisted on going to Diagon if only to experience Florean's ice cream. His partner was at Hogwarts and would be for a few more months. Maybe he'd pop in to Hogsmeade and tell Pauly-boy to meet him out there. He missed his white-haired man, okay?

He got his ice cream. Something simple, he didn't even really know what the person had given him. He had said, 'surprise me,' and thus far, he wished he would have picked on his own.

Because the flavor he was licking at tasted like a dog's foot after bath time. AKA, gross.

And then he remembered how much he hated being inside on nice days like today, so he stepped into the courtyard and squinted around, taking in the fresh air. The grapes were thriving back at home, at the Myers-Willingston Vineyard. Yeah, he thought he'd make his way over to Hogsmeade at some point. Sounded good.

He saw the woman nearby and gave her a quick wave before licking his ice cream with extreme concentration. Seriously, WAS this wet-dog-foot flavored?

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kayquilz Granian Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: Bikini Bottom Posts: 21,189 Hogwarts RPG Name: Roman Gellar Slytherin Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Arden Toros Gryffindor Graduated x4 x1	*snags* A Poop * k8 * Milton was rarely in London. So rarely that when he did visit, he insisted on going to Diagon if only to experience Florean's ice cream. His partner was at Hogwarts and would be for a few more months. Maybe he'd pop in to Hogsmeade and tell Pauly-boy to meet him out there. He missed his white-haired man, okay? He got his ice cream. Something simple, he didn't even really know what the person had given him. He had said, 'surprise me,' and thus far, he wished he would have picked on his own. Because the flavor he was licking at tasted like a dog's foot after bath time. AKA, gross. And then he remembered how much he hated being inside on nice days like today, so he stepped into the courtyard and squinted around, taking in the fresh air. The grapes were thriving back at home, at the Myers-Willingston Vineyard. Yeah, he thought he'd make his way over to Hogsmeade at some point. Sounded good. He saw the woman nearby and gave her a quick wave before licking his ice cream with extreme concentration. Seriously, WAS this wet-dog-foot flavored? __________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough." Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin