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Post by Max Gilmore-Jones on Jul 30, 2009 15:04:37 GMT -5
Max got woken up early in the morning that morning only because of a bad dream that she had that night. In her dream she dream that her dad died and that her mom and step-dad got her back under their roof just so that her step-dad could be able to sexually abuse her again. As she sat up in her four poster bed she looked around her room and she remembered that after this year of Salem she is an adult which means she can be able to do whatever she wants in the Magic world but not in the muggle world well not until after another year that is can she do anything in the muggle world.
Max got out of her bed to reveal a yellow tank top and black short shorts she shivered a little bit and she grabbed her yellow robe that she has and put it on her. Max put on her slippers before grabbing her wand and a book to read to maybe clear her head for a bit. She looked at her nightstand at the clock that she has there and saw that it was a little bit after midnight. She groaned very softly before walking out of the dorm and to the common room. As she was walking to the common room she was doing it very softly but she also didn't want no one to hear her either.
Once Max got into the common room she smiled as she looked around at the yellow furniture that surrounds the fireplace. She went over to the couch and pointed her wand at the fireplace and got a fire going again in it. She put her feet up on the couch and not caring what other people may think about her if they came in. She put her wand in her robe pocket and got out her book from the other pocket from where she put her wand.
Max sighed as she opened her book where she left off. She continued on reading where she left off and she got sucked into it like she always does. |
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Post by Andrew Jaques on Jul 30, 2009 16:21:20 GMT -5
Andrew held a hand to his throbbing head, lightly pressing his fingers against his temples. He had been getting these headaches so often now, but seeing as how they only lasted for a few minutes there was no reason to do anything about them. He figured they were simply stress induced, which would be understandable. He lazily rolled off his bed, coming close to whacking his head on the small table next to it, but thankfully missing by an inch. Running a hand through his hair, he quietly pulled a shirt over his head.
He was pretty sure that if he were to get caught he wouldn’t get into much trouble, considering he hardly ever did anything even remotely against the rules. Plus, it was just the common room, it wasn’t like he was wondering around the campus or anything. He closed the door behind him as quietly as possible, and practically tip-toed to the common room. He knew he would get yelled at by anyone he woke up, and being the spineless loser he was, he would probably simply star at the floor and take it.
Clad in boxers and the rumpled white shirt he finally entered the common room. At first glance, he didn't see anyone, but he did a double take when he noticed the lit fire place, and then finally saw the girl. His first thought was, 'why was someone awake at this hour?' His second was 'ohmygod im totally wearing wrinkled white Tshirt and boxers!' He felt a bit dumbstruck as he simply stood there. He thought about simply backing back out the way he came, thinking she might not notice him- but like a moron simply stood there and stared.
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