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2006.06.06 @ 09:17
on 2006.06.06 at 09:17
2006-07-02 23:31 (UTC)
If I had a girlfriend, made up or real, they'd know that something was wrong. *He began to unbutton Sirius's shirt and shrugged his shoulder to brush Sirius off.* Stoppit. You're going to leave a mark and then where will we be? *He pushed the shirt over Sirius's shoulders and moved his hands so that it could fall to the ground. He sighed.* I'm sick of being practical.
((Actually, I meant Remus and Sirius. Where are
? I think we said in the planning thread that they would be in a cupboard.))
2006-07-03 03:10 (UTC)
*He huffed, frustrated, and raised his head.
You could've found one if you had wanted to, before,
but you'd better not start wanting to now.
* So don't be. Let's stop being careful. If anyone asks about marks, just smile and say that you're not telling. *With a short kiss he pressed Remus against the wall.* At some point, one of us is bound to accidentally end up with a scratch or a bruise that'll be noticed, even if we try to avoid them. There are only so many, *he paused for a moment, thinking that he heard a noise outside. He glanced at the door, but heard nothing, so he continued,* excuses that are believable.
((Oh, sorry, haha. Yes, they're in a cupboard.))
2006-07-04 08:28 (UTC)
*Knocks angrily on the door*
Sirius? I know you're in there. I'm here on a prefect patrol, you
. If you know what's good for you, you'll Disillusion yourselves and sod off.