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Post by Eric Malfoy on Dec 27, 2005 19:33:35 GMT -5
Eric walked into the warm pub, bored out of his mind. Groaning softly, he ordered himself a butterbeer and it came right away. He walked swiftly to a table and dropped into the seat. No one was out at the moment, and he had nothing to do. Who the hell knows where his friends were at the moment. He sighed again and took a sip of the warm frothy drink.
((Sorry, I'm not the best RPer.))
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Post by Yehva Moretti on Dec 27, 2005 19:49:59 GMT -5
(( Don't worry about it. You're fine  )) Yehva pushed open the door to the Three Broomsticks open slowly, leaning against it for a moment as she took a last drag from her cigarette before throwing it carelessly on the ground. She stepped into the building and walked up to the counter, hopping up on a stool near the bar. "Yeah, whatever, one butterbeer" She said boredly, ignoring the bartenders friendly welcome and smiled. He looked at her strangely as if waiting for another answer. " Please" She added sharply, frowning. She pulled her long light blonde hair to one side, and held it together with her right hand as she waited for her drink. |
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Post by Eric Malfoy on Dec 27, 2005 20:47:11 GMT -5
((Thanks ;D))
"Yeah, whatever, one butterbeer."
Eric instantly looked up after hearing that voice. 'Yehva!' He thought to himself. "Hey Yehva," Eric called to her, "come sit here." Eric grabbed his belongings to make room for her. Running his fingers through his sandy blonde hair, he smiled one of his rare smiles that only his closest friends saw. Eric was smiling more, now. He really didn't know why, but it was happening more often. It was getting annoying. People would start thinking about him as a pretty boy. Shaking his head, Eric waited for Yehva to come sit and talk to him.
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