Doodle98
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Joey: He looked for Gin.
Nagini: she found Joey. "Hey. Can you believe that we're married? I'm your wife. And I have a husband. Wow." She grinned.
Joey: He looked for Gin.
OOC: I drew the creepiest picture of her today, half of her face was normal and sad, but the rest was insane and I'm like 'wut.'
Georgie: she looked up at him trembling, fighting back the curse. "Y-you still love me, right?" She realized she had been crying.
JP: "Not important." He continued walking.
Doodle98 said:Nagini: she found Joey. "Hey. Can you believe that we're married? I'm your wife. And I have a husband. Wow." She grinned.
Joey: He nodded and put an arm around her. "It seems like everything is perfect...a bit of a scary perfect..."
Doodle98 said:Nagini: she smiled. "Oh well. I am scary, what's the difference?"
Joey: He shook his head. "Gin...it's just weird. Nothing terrible happening. It's good, but strange." He kissed her forehead.
Doodle98 said:Nagini: "Oh, sweetheart, I'm sure there is something terrible happening somewhere. There always is." She smiled when he kissed her forehead. "Do you want to go back to our room in the ROR?"
Poppy: "Of corse he doesn't. Who in the world would love some ugly, clumsy, insane girl like you?"
Georgie: "D-don't say that, Poppy. I can escape from the insanity again. You think I'm ugly?"
Poppy: "Of corse I do! And so does Evan. He never liked you, he just pitied you. His father forced him into proposing. He just thinks you're a-"
Georgie: "Stop it!" She screamed to the nonexistent woman.
Joey: "Mhm." he apparated to the Ror.
Ooc: Sorry if my characters are a bit bland right now...I'm a bit sad right now. I got criticised by about four people in the last two hours.
Evan: "Poppy needs to go and rot in torture because she is dead wrong. I love you more than anyone can comprehend and that Poppy is a foul filthy liar because that's all she is, a manipulative monster who just wants to see you suffer because to her its fun. But I love you Georgie."
Mari: she was walking through the halls. She had given up on the dance. No one wanted to dance with her.
Edeline: She leaned against the wall, drinking a bottle of firewhiskey. She was 17, she was of age, but the teachers wouldn't appreciate her drinking in school. She had been at the dance for a while and talked quidditch with her teammates, but they had wandered off, and nobody seemed ready to speak to the Gryffindor girl who would rather go by Eddie than Edeline and sported a scarlet pixie cut and an intimidating black dress.
Mari: she saw the girl. "Could I have some?" She asked quietly.
Edeline: She made a glass appear and poured some into the cup, then handed it to the girl wordlessly.
Georgie: "Okay."
Poppy: "It's not like I like-"
Georgie: "Shut up!" She screamed. "You're dead! You're just in my head! I need you out!"
Poppy: "Fine! If you feel that way, then I should just go."
Georgie: "Yes! You should!"
Poppy: "Fine." She fell silent.
Georgie: "Thank you." She looked up at Evan. "Can you lay down next to me? Harriet was nice and restrained me, but left space for you." She smiled and closed her eyes. "I like Harriet. Even if she did sack me."
Mari: she drank it, hoping she wouldn't get another comment on her missing fingers. She had had enough of those for one night.
Georgie: she tried to pat the bed next to her, her hand still restrained, so it was very subtle. "You know she is still there, she just is giving me the silent treatment."