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I <3 Anna ^_^ Text Cut: Anna "Aiiii...eee..." He said overdramatically hoping that maybe she's feel bad and give him a kiss. Because, yep, he was not beyond tricks to get kisses from his girlfriend. Ha, girlfriend. It was still weird to say, but not bad weird good weird. He busied himself by licking the soup off his fingers and then shook his head. "I was right. That is not clam chowder." The rest he cleaned up with napkins as he enjoyed Anna's laughter with a big cheesy smile. "What suits me?" he asked around a spoonful of soup. "The chicken suit? Dancing the hippogriff? Or being covered in chowder?" He watched her gulping down her lunch, then realized he was staring and shoveled more soup into his own mouth. How was it that even eating soup Anna was hot? He really liked that she liked food and had an appetite to match his. "Wittich shop?" asked around the hunk of cauldron bread he'd shoved into his mouth. "Course," he gave her a big smile. After all, she had been patient with his trip to the book store. "Maybe I'll even buy you a new pair of gloves." He didn't even know if she needed a pair. Probably didn't, but it was likely all he could afford. |
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"All of it!" The girl replied, laughing around her own eating. She thought it was great they already felt comfortable enough around each other to speak and laugh while eating. Part of her family was too precious about meal time and manners and she wasn't that bothered. It was nice to know Kalen wasn't either. "I only found out about the latter now, though." Haha. He'd buy her a pair of gloves? She chuckled. Aaaagain. "You're too kind." She gave him a smile before eating some more of her lunch. "Merlin, I don't care what this is, it's good!" Omnomnom. |
Text Cut: Anna "I don't know...maybe Old England chowder?" He chuckled at his own joke, even as he realized it wasn't that funny. Still, he was glad to see she was liking the As for talking and eating and chatting with his mouthful his mom would probably smack him upside the head for it, but hey she wasn't here and Anna didn't seem to mind. "Aiii try," he said with a smile and another mouthful of bread. "So," he chewed and swallowed. "Finish up and we we can go pick you out some. Maybe something pink...with ruffles." Again he was teasing, because if there was anything Anna wasn't, it was a pink-rufflely type. |
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Pink Quidditch gloves with ruffles? Anna couldn't even picture that! "Oh, yes, some that'll match Frank!" She said jokingly, referring to her pink Pygmy Puff. Kalen was right in joke about it, ruffly pink things weren't really her, though her Pygmy Puff had been a gift, and she very much liked it now. Not that she'd go and buy gloves that would match it, though! It didn't take too long for her to finish her food, and she was licking her fingers once again. "There we are, that'll keep me going for a few hours. Now chop chop, let's get going!!" She added, motioning to him and his Cauldron Bread. |
Text Cut: Anna "You will!" He was a bit surprised by her admission that they would be going to America. Together. He might have puffed up a little in excitement at the idea. "And I know the best place to take you. It's the oldest operating restaurant in the state. Best oysters too." Would she even eat oysters? "You have to try at least one oyster." He shook his spoon at her. Then promptly discarded it in a bin because all he had left was a hunk of bread. "You really want to see Boston with me?" he asked, unable to keep a mixture of hope and excitement out of his voice. "Yes, just like Frank," he said with a chuckle. "Something to remind you of him while you're out on the pitch." He handed her a napkin as he shoved the last bit of bread into his mouth. "Alllmiiihhhttt..." he said around the bread as he wiped his hands off too. He swallowed. "Lead the way beautiful." He motioned in the direction of the quidditch store. |
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"How badly scratched?" He whispered back, eyes not moving from the records that sorted themselves for him. "Like, is it too bad to keep listening?" Cause he really wanted a record. But he couldn't justify the money spent if they only played a little. Unless it looked good on his wall. |
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