 A Poop * k8 *
Whoah whoah whoah!
David sure was smiling a lot! Jessica didn't get to see it that often, but when he did smile it was sooooo nice. And to see such a BIG ONE?! Wow. She felt smug, just a little, for making such a positive impact on the man's mood. "I'll meet near the floos, then. They're working again, I believe. Unless you wanted to walk," she shrugged. She stabbed a carrot slice with her fork and dipped it into the vinaigrette she had made herself.
Ahhhh. A delicious lunch with a de - ahem - nice-looking, intelligent man. What more could she ask for? This was simply perfect. Swimmingly so! Honestly, nothing could ruin her mood right now! She was already planning out their evening, and she could have HUMMED she was so happy. So really, ANYTHING COULD HAVE HAPPENED and her mood was going nowhere - somewhere, cherubs were playing romantic music on a harp -
......
Jessica choked up her carrot.
"You did what?!" Jessica COUGHED. A LOT. A CARROT WAS TRYING TO KILL HER. "SHE WANTS WHAT?!"
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |