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Post by Kale Lestrange on Feb 2, 2012 10:13:40 GMT -5
September/October, 2021 Kale held Nicki's hand as he led her down the corridor on the seventh floor, hoping and wishing and needing the Room of Requirement to show itself tonight. Frankly, he was pretty sure that this was the night he'd get into her pants. Of course, he didn't let on to that because he couldn't actually reveal his arseholeishness. "How are you feeling?" Kale asked, glancing over at her. They'd been at a party, drinking, and he had managed to convince her to sneak off with him. Whether she was really feeling sick, he didn't know. But she wasn't too far gone, which meant that she could still consent to having sex with him. If he ever managed to figure out where the bloody room was.
((OOC: Sorry it sucks!)) |
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Post by Annika Cristiano on Feb 2, 2012 10:21:09 GMT -5
Nicki's head was spinning but she didn't know if it was from the alcohol, or them walking back and forth on the floor or because Kale Lestrange was holding her hand. She attempted to listen to his words, but her thoughts were too focused on their linked fingers, and she felt giddy enough to embarrass her normally sober self. "I'm fine. Great," she said, chuckling a little, and at this point she realized she might be a little tipsy. But she didn't care because she felt so good and she felt like she was on cloud nine and floating.
"I'm sorry," she said, realizing they'd just passed the corridor to her common room twice (she wasn't that tipsy that she didn't remember her way home), "But are we looking for something?" she asked, laughing a bit as she followed him. "Maybe I can help?" she asked, wondering what exactly he wanted to find.
((OOC - Don't worry about it (; ))
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