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RachieRu · 06-18-2010, 08:09 PM

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Originally Posted by Crayola

If Vanessa wanted so much to go shopping with Evangeline, well - Evangeline might just do that. It isnt like she didnt like shopping and if you had that to one of your good friends - well, it sounded like a pretty good afternoon. "Next time I get a day off, I'll owl you then." She said with a wink and a small bounce ... which was probably best not repeat. Not on those shoes. But ... Grace? "Who is Grace, if you dont mind me asking?" Vans' friend? Why would she need to buy stuff for her friend? Hmm.

Her smile grew wider once more when Vannie informed her that Lyra had made her buy it. "Good thing she did. You look amazing." She truly did. Short or tall, she looked amazing. Hehe. "Clifford and quidditch are a match made in Heaven. You should go watch him play someday!"

"Awesome." Vanessa beamed, shopping with one of her oldest friends was bound to be awesome, espeically seeing as she loved shopping hehe. The brunette grinned at Evangeline. She'd make the girl buy more short dresses hehe, because she though they suited her. Oh. Opps. She hadn't told her who Grace was? Oh dearie me. She was such a bad friend. "Grace....is my daughter." She smiled, reaching into her clutch bag, and finding the little picture she had off her. "Mine and Miles....although we're not together anymore." Raw nerve, but it was getting better, Grace made it better. She smiled at Evangeline. She loved her little girl.

"You're making me blush Evie." She giggled at her friend, feeling her cheeks redden a little, before she smiled. She loved having compliments even thought they made her blush like man. hehe. "I haven't played....or even been to a quidditch match for ages." Vannie sighed with a pout. She missed him. "Maybe you should get us some tickets and we can go."

06-18-2010, 08:09 PM	#102 (permalink)
RachieRu Thestral Join Date: Jul 2006 Location: The Wall Posts: 80,717 Hogwarts RPG Name: Narcissa Hensley Gryffindor Third Year x6 x4	Vanessa the Snot Girl l Rachels Rule \| rock,tumble,&roll ❆ adorable coffee bean Quote: Originally Posted by Crayola If Vanessa wanted so much to go shopping with Evangeline, well - Evangeline might just do that. It isnt like she didnt like shopping and if you had that to one of your good friends - well, it sounded like a pretty good afternoon. "Next time I get a day off, I'll owl you then." She said with a wink and a small bounce ... which was probably best not repeat. Not on those shoes. But ... Grace? "Who is Grace, if you dont mind me asking?" Vans' friend? Why would she need to buy stuff for her friend? Hmm. Her smile grew wider once more when Vannie informed her that Lyra had made her buy it. "Good thing she did. You look amazing." She truly did. Short or tall, she looked amazing. Hehe. "Clifford and quidditch are a match made in Heaven. You should go watch him play someday!" "Awesome." Vanessa beamed, shopping with one of her oldest friends was bound to be awesome, espeically seeing as she loved shopping hehe. The brunette grinned at Evangeline. She'd make the girl buy more short dresses hehe, because she though they suited her. Oh. Opps. She hadn't told her who Grace was? Oh dearie me. She was such a bad friend. "Grace....is my daughter." She smiled, reaching into her clutch bag, and finding the little picture she had off her. "Mine and Miles....although we're not together anymore." Raw nerve, but it was getting better, Grace made it better. She smiled at Evangeline. She loved her little girl. "You're making me blush Evie." She giggled at her friend, feeling her cheeks redden a little, before she smiled. She loved having compliments even thought they made her blush like man. hehe. "I haven't played....or even been to a quidditch match for ages." Vannie sighed with a pout. She missed him. "Maybe you should get us some tickets and we can go." __________________ It's the end of the show. Of the historemix. We switched up the flow. And we changed the prefix But we want to say. Before we drop the curtain. Nothing is for sure. Nothing is for certain