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Kimothy · 06-19-2026, 10:41 PM

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

It's true. She was his one and only. How fortunate, then, that he didn't mind if her head grew bigger than it already was to begin with. Big head, bigger brain, biggest nerd, etcetera.

"In fact," he turned to the people (all of whom were rightfully avoiding eye contact). "She loves the earth so much that she has prepared an interpretive dance about it, which she plans on performing right here, right now!" Go Cella, go! One night, and one night only! How generous she is indeed! He waited for her to begin. Go on then, birdie. Show them how much you love mother earth.

Being a nightmare was one of his many talents. Another one of his talents? Finding excellent coffee. So he really didn't mind the task that Cella assigned him. "I'd be my pleasure," though they ought to revisit this game of theirs as Claude would like a referee to validate this so called win. He doesn't recall conceding, he simply complimented. There is a difference. And he'd gladly point it out.

He relished in her temporary laughter before the impending horror set in. Chad would take great pleasure offering her an unprompted explanation for why they couldn't simply 'just print more money,' while Beau would go on and on about some insider trading scandal. Yawn. Claude would do his best to shoo Chad away, but somehow, the distaste only made him stronger. "No feathered boas," he warned with hidden mischief. Seabirds over seeing bros any day. And in any case, Claude didn't deem any of them important enough to meet Cella. Though it could make for an interesting social experiment if he were ever bored enough.

"Shame." Ariana, what are you doing here? "Maybe we ought to go birding today." Claude famously enjoys playing the part of wingman (cluck, cluck) - he's a natural born talent. "Have you tried the library? I hear it's a breeding grounds for nerds." Surely they could find someone who'd enjoy her puns whilst pinned against the poetry shelves.

Ahem. Ascella wants it on the record that he had a bigger head than she did. To everything else, she would have to plead guilty. Thank you, kindly.

Yes, she loves the earth! And, wait— "Birdie!" Cella just could not the snickering that was escaping her mouth and totally ruining her entire act here. "Sssh, I'm shy and I have stage fright." With a well-placed stage whisper and as if to make up for being unable to keep a straight face, she widened her big blue eyes at him instead for the dramatic flare. Cella? Shy? Yeah, only if the planets stopped revolving the sun and rotating on their axes. But the rest of the world need not know that, right?

Cella gave his arm an affectionate squeeze at that. See! No pinchy pinch! She's so nice! But also, if he wasn't protesting in the first instance, then that only meant he was waiving his right to challenge her win. So. Yes. Cella's win! "Did you have a café in mind?" She'll be really honest. She's never ventured this particular street before. It's not everyday she was in London, okay? It was either Edinburgh and Belfast, and then the occasional (educational) beach trip.

Feathered boas, oh my! "Nah, I'd never bring those out for them," Cella grinned. "Your fin bros aren't that special. My boas are reserved for exceptional cases only." Like halloween parties, duh. "But also, they're clearly missing out." Boas for sure weren't on theme with formal parties anymore - it wasn't the Roaring Twenties. They're just for fun! Formal parties didn't always scream fun.

"You mean to say that two chickens in the wild aren't enough birds for you anymore? Wow, Clucky." She had to make a joke about the both of them. Birding? Really, Claude? The mental image the word projected was like... a peacock showing off its flashy feathers! That's not the vibes, although it was funny! "Yes, I have! When I'm not in the lab all day!" Claudy, please. He makes her sound like she hasn't snuck a kiss in between study group.

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Kimothy Knarl Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: nickle's back pocket Posts: 9,005 Hogwarts RPG Name: Danica Voigt Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Miles Charlton Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Bisan Helena Bellaire Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Clementine Adams-Sayse Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Daciana Romanos Ravenclaw Third Year x12	Kimothée Chalamet • The UWU Agenda • Once Baby, Now Trouble • All Growed Up Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack It's true. She was his one and only. How fortunate, then, that he didn't mind if her head grew bigger than it already was to begin with. Big head, bigger brain, biggest nerd, etcetera. "In fact," he turned to the people (all of whom were rightfully avoiding eye contact). "She loves the earth so much that she has prepared an interpretive dance about it, which she plans on performing right here, right now!" Go Cella, go! One night, and one night only! How generous she is indeed! He waited for her to begin. Go on then, birdie. Show them how much you love mother earth. Being a nightmare was one of his many talents. Another one of his talents? Finding excellent coffee. So he really didn't mind the task that Cella assigned him. "I'd be my pleasure," though they ought to revisit this game of theirs as Claude would like a referee to validate this so called win. He doesn't recall conceding, he simply complimented. There is a difference. And he'd gladly point it out. He relished in her temporary laughter before the impending horror set in. Chad would take great pleasure offering her an unprompted explanation for why they couldn't simply 'just print more money,' while Beau would go on and on about some insider trading scandal. Yawn. Claude would do his best to shoo Chad away, but somehow, the distaste only made him stronger. "No feathered boas," he warned with hidden mischief. Seabirds over seeing bros any day. And in any case, Claude didn't deem any of them important enough to meet Cella. Though it could make for an interesting social experiment if he were ever bored enough. "Shame." Ariana, what are you doing here? "Maybe we ought to go birding today." Claude famously enjoys playing the part of wingman (cluck, cluck) - he's a natural born talent. "Have you tried the library? I hear it's a breeding grounds for nerds." Surely they could find someone who'd enjoy her puns whilst pinned against the poetry shelves. Ahem. Ascella wants it on the record that he had a bigger head than she did. To everything else, she would have to plead guilty. Thank you, kindly. Yes, she loves the earth! And, wait— "Birdie!" Cella just could not the snickering that was escaping her mouth and totally ruining her entire act here. "Sssh, I'm shy and I have stage fright." With a well-placed stage whisper and as if to make up for being unable to keep a straight face, she widened her big blue eyes at him instead for the dramatic flare. Cella? Shy? Yeah, only if the planets stopped revolving the sun and rotating on their axes. But the rest of the world need not know that, right? Cella gave his arm an affectionate squeeze at that. See! No pinchy pinch! She's so nice! But also, if he wasn't protesting in the first instance, then that only meant he was waiving his right to challenge her win. So. Yes. Cella's win! "Did you have a café in mind?" She'll be really honest. She's never ventured this particular street before. It's not everyday she was in London, okay? It was either Edinburgh and Belfast, and then the occasional (educational) beach trip. Feathered boas, oh my! "Nah, I'd never bring those out for them," Cella grinned. "*Your fin bros aren't that* special. My boas are reserved for exceptional cases only." Like halloween parties, duh. "But also, they're clearly missing out." Boas for sure weren't on theme with formal parties anymore - it wasn't the Roaring Twenties. They're just for fun! Formal parties didn't always scream fun. "You mean to say that two chickens in the wild aren't enough birds for you anymore? Wow, Clucky." She had to make a joke about the both of them. Birding? Really, Claude? The mental image the word projected was like... a peacock showing off its flashy feathers! That's not the vibes, although it was funny! "Yes, I have! When I'm not in the lab all day!*" Claudy, please. He makes her sound like she hasn't snuck a kiss in between study group. __________________ When all is going wrong and you're scared as hell...*_________________________ _____________________...Maybe a hundred bad days made a hundred good stories