 A Poop * k8 *
Aurora really had the same amount of energy that Arden had had at that age, and it made her feel warm and cozy. She could only hope that she made people feel that way when SHE was around them. "They can be, if they're good surprises. But not all surprises are fun," she said with a wrinkle of her nose. She was 2/3 of the way done with Aurora's hair by now, and she took a brief respite to stretch and wiggle her fingers. "I'm sure my mam does love me, but she's so stern with me sometimes. She doesn't like how spacey I can be. Ironically, she has no issue with my snogging a boy I am not dating," she chuckled, unaware that she hadn't actually ever mentioned Mozart to Aurora before, only to Ariadne.
The plot of the movie did sound appealing to the Gryffindor, and Arden found herself laughing just a little at the sound of the turning one's mother into a bear; if only she could turn her mam into a bear sometimes. She supposed that growling might be scarier than yelling, though, and what if the bear!mam lost control and like....hurt her? Eden as a literal mama!bear, in hindsight, sounded frightening. "I need to watch this movie, now," she as she continued to plait Aurora's hair.
She didn't take long finish, and soon she was looping the hairtie at the end of the fishtail. "I'm all done, Rors," she said softly as she pulled a few chosen strands out to make it not look so tight to Rora's head. It looked adorable!
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |