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| Ashwinder
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Laini Gracae-Ryans Slytherin Seventh Year x10 x1
| + phoebe + sorry + i give up doesn't proofread tweets | #wrongaboutcereal | #siriusly? | emo to the extremo SPOILER!!: Emm lol Quote:
Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo Emmerson was skipping in right behind Kizzy, mostly because she was the best person in the entire world to follow around...and partially because even though the school year was well underway, Emm STILL felt it ABSOLUTELY necessary to make sure everyone knew Kisnay James belonged to her and she would NOT share.
Just, y'know, pay attention everyone.
On the way in, the First Year grabbed an apron and goggles, sticking close to her Gryffindor pal while she fitted them on. Truthfully, it was Kizzy's question that finally made her look up at who the not professor who couldn't give them detention was.
Answer? He was... G O R G E O U S~ "Kizzy. Kizzy." No further explanation. Emmerson grabbed firm hold of her friend and dragged her along to stand riiiiiight in front of the gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous man. "You have THE most BEAUTIFUL eyes EVER!!! Doesn't he, Kizzy? Huh?" The 11 year old stared up at David Truebridge in awe. "You think he'll marry us??--Both of us, I don't mind sharing if it's y--" GASP! "Sammy! Oh no, I forgot. I'm a horrible girlfriend--but I don't think he minds sharing either, honest. We can....um...we can all be married, right Kiz?"
R I G H T?????? "Can we touch your face?" Kizzy liked that Emm made it a priority to remind everyone that the best friend slot was taken. It helped ease all her fears about the potential that a new best friend would come and swoop Emmerson away. Despite the incredibly low likelihood that such a thing would happen, Kiz still worried about it sometimes.
But, uh, best friiiiiiiiiiiiend? What are you doing?
The arm grab took Kiz slightly by surprise, but the moment she saw her Gryffindor counterpart's face... she knew. Sometimes a single look was worth a thousand words and Emmerson's were usually worth a million.
So she let herself be dragged up to the front and tried to give the admittedly very pretty man a better look not that she had much of a choice. And though she felt SOOOOOOOOOO embarrassed by the conversation that they were apparently having now, she felt obligated to go along with it and nod. She didn't really want to marry a stranger (who despite looking too young to teach, looked way too old to get married to), but if Emm wanted it then Kizzy wanted it too. Right? "Yeah, can we?" She echoed in a quieter and less demanding voice than her friends.
And only to make matters even MORE embarrassing, Phoebe walked in to witness the whole thing. Um. "I wasn't rude," she was working on being incessantly polite, remember. But all the sudden, and with worry, she turned back to Emm (though the question was really for the not-professor). "... Was I rude?"
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