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Post by braaden on Dec 1, 2008 21:29:42 GMT -5
Braaden had been running for hours, he slumped onto a courtyard bench huffing and sweaty. He peeled of his shirt, and dropped it into the dirt soaking. He leaned back letting his chest soak in the sun. His eyes closed and he calmed down for a moment before jumping up for another run. He ran around the lake and through the forrest, he ran as fast as he could and ended up where he had begun at the same bench. But now his shirt was clean, and folded on the bench. Dry. He looked around for who had done it and saw no one. He sat down on the bench and unfolded his shirt to wipe the sweat from his bow off.
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Silvia Levingstein
Hufflepuff
Third Year, Volunteer at St. Mungos, Honeydukes shop assistant[M:0:]
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Post by Silvia Levingstein on Dec 1, 2008 21:40:30 GMT -5
Silvia came from behind the bushes, she had been sitting and drawing and noticed the boy, it was her who had fixed his shirt, and she had watched him run around the lake. She sat down next to him on the bench. "I just cleaned that shirt you know." She said smiling and laughing. She flicked her wand again and the sweat was gone from the shirt.
"You dirty boy. Haha it was filthy." Silvia laughed and held out her hand.
"I'm Silvia. By the way."
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Post by braaden on Dec 15, 2008 18:08:33 GMT -5
Braaden smiled looking up at the girl, he stood to his full height and looked down at her.
"Hello, I'm Braaden Masters. Thank you for cleaning my shirt." He said in his awkward way of pronouncing everything perfect, and never using short cuts like hi or thanks. He smiled trying to be more normal and grabbed her hand for a shake.
"What brings you out here so early?" He asked.
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Silvia Levingstein
Hufflepuff
Third Year, Volunteer at St. Mungos, Honeydukes shop assistant[M:0:]
Posts: 94
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Post by Silvia Levingstein on Dec 17, 2008 16:05:15 GMT -5
"Running just like you." She said pointing to her short soffee shorts and pulling at her large tee shirt. Unlike him she wasn't sweating, she had only run around the lake a few times, and being a metamorph, she usually made her lungs larger to get more air when she ran. She turned tucking one leg under the other and faced him.
"Are you new? I'v e never seen you before. But I guess I'm not that social anyway."
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Post by braaden on Dec 17, 2008 16:11:12 GMT -5
Braaden looked up and down the girl, and smiled.
"I'm sort of new. I've been here a while. Just don't introduce myself much. So I'm the antisocial here. I can't picture you, not being around people all the time."
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