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Chelliephone · 08-03-2023, 05:40 AM

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Originally Posted by Emzily

It was so easy to feel like an old man in this situation, when it actual fact he wasn’t that old at just forty-five. Wizards could live a bloody long time these days, but he didn’t feel he really fit into that great wizard category. With his muggleborn roots set deep, and because he had spent a lot of time with his family recently, Theodore found he didn’t use an awful lot of magic when he wasn’t at work. It was food for thought, actually, as Theodore was really craving doing something big with his later life.

This particular nap didn’t seem to be doing much good for Theodore, probably the heat beaming down on his face that he did not have sun protection on. He lived a reckless and dangerous life, so you see. OR it could have been the tiny popcorn pieces that were being launched at him. Some thwacking him on the head, some missing completely, some landing in his lap.

And ONE landing right on target, into his mouth and down his throat. Immediately, Theodore tried clearing his throat and by this point was awake and standing, dropping the popcorn pieces that were in his lap, then clutching at his throat.

CALL ST MUNGOS, THE MAN WAS CHOKING.

Did this woman not know that popcorn was one of the leading causes of choking??? ~~in children~~

The argument could have been made that her current past time was as rude as it was dangerous, but she grew less and less conscious of that danger factor as popcorn pieces bounced of various parts of his head. Think of it as her entertaining way of feeding the pigeons, which were now quite happily gathered around the man. You're welcome feathered friends, enjoy your meal.

Except then apparently she was feeding him too, as one piece landed in his mouth. And of course just her luck, seemingly went straight down his wind pipe. Well, that was just bad luck wasn't it? Giving a small sigh, she put down the rest of her bag and headed towards him - cracking the seal of her unopened water and offering it towards him.

No words of apology. No attempted heimlich. Just an outstretched bottle. "Try this, it might clear it away." She didn't even bother to take the time to warn the beverage was carbonated. Hopefully that didn't present as another problem.

08-03-2023, 05:40 AM	#22 (permalink)
Chelliephone Blast-Ended Skrewt Join Date: Sep 2007 Location: State of Confusion Posts: 16,360 Hogwarts RPG Name: Vera Brinley Thanatos Gryffindor Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Mandrake Beery Slytherin Graduated	Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein Quote: Originally Posted by Emzily It was so easy to feel like an old man in this situation, when it actual fact he wasn’t that old at just forty-five. Wizards could live a bloody long time these days, but he didn’t feel he really fit into that great wizard category. With his muggleborn roots set deep, and because he had spent a lot of time with his family recently, Theodore found he didn’t use an awful lot of magic when he wasn’t at work. It was food for thought, actually, as Theodore was really craving doing something big with his later life. This particular nap didn’t seem to be doing much good for Theodore, probably the heat beaming down on his face that he did not have sun protection on. He lived a reckless and dangerous life, so you see. OR it could have been the tiny popcorn pieces that were being launched at him. Some thwacking him on the head, some missing completely, some landing in his lap. And ONE landing right on target, into his mouth and down his throat. Immediately, Theodore tried clearing his throat and by this point was awake and standing, dropping the popcorn pieces that were in his lap, then clutching at his throat. CALL ST MUNGOS, THE MAN WAS CHOKING. Did this woman not know that popcorn was one of the leading causes of choking??? ~~in children~~ The argument could have been made that her current past time was as rude as it was dangerous, but she grew less and less conscious of that danger factor as popcorn pieces bounced of various parts of his head. Think of it as her entertaining way of feeding the pigeons, which were now quite happily gathered around the man. You're welcome feathered friends, enjoy your meal. Except then apparently she was feeding him too, as one piece landed in his mouth. And of course just her luck, seemingly went straight down his wind pipe. Well, that was just bad luck wasn't it? Giving a small sigh, she put down the rest of her bag and headed towards him - cracking the seal of her unopened water and offering it towards him. No words of apology. No attempted heimlich. Just an outstretched bottle. "Try this, it might clear it away." She didn't even bother to take the time to warn the beverage was carbonated. Hopefully that didn't present as another problem. __________________ _________ _________________________________________ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ Let them point and laugh at who we are, it's you and me here dancing from the start