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Week Name/Date/Time: 'Settling Down' / Tuesday, November 22nd / 7:03 PM
Location: Outside Great Hall
Open to: Emmy
Currently involving: Sean
Well, no way he was letting Emmy out of his sight ever again.
Except that he totally had. Like, he'd seen her and everything at Dustin's party and then at Quidditch and between all that he'd seen her at mealtimes and shot her meaningful looks as though to say, 'It's all right, I, Sean Brightwell, am looking out for you!' But it was entirely possible that these looks had been misconstrued and intercepted because one time, Jory Elecott had seemed to think the look was for him and then it had been awkward.
But anyway, now he was starting up the never letting Emmy out of his sight thing. Because frankly, he had no idea what was going on with her. All he knew was that he was all worried and she was walking about like things were okay and that was clearly not on and he was going to take things into his own hands now.
He was not exactly lurking outside of the Great Hall, but it possibly looked like that to the students milling out after dinner. No matter, he was only looking for Emmy.
And there she was! Quickly, he stepped forward to meet her as she came out the door. And, in case she didn't notice him, he waved his hands over his head. And shouted, "HELLO!" That ought to do it.
"Emmy," he cried, "hello! Where ye off to? Can I escort ye? How're things, what's goin' on?"
Location: Outside Great Hall
Open to: Emmy
Currently involving: Sean
Well, no way he was letting Emmy out of his sight ever again.
Except that he totally had. Like, he'd seen her and everything at Dustin's party and then at Quidditch and between all that he'd seen her at mealtimes and shot her meaningful looks as though to say, 'It's all right, I, Sean Brightwell, am looking out for you!' But it was entirely possible that these looks had been misconstrued and intercepted because one time, Jory Elecott had seemed to think the look was for him and then it had been awkward.
But anyway, now he was starting up the never letting Emmy out of his sight thing. Because frankly, he had no idea what was going on with her. All he knew was that he was all worried and she was walking about like things were okay and that was clearly not on and he was going to take things into his own hands now.
He was not exactly lurking outside of the Great Hall, but it possibly looked like that to the students milling out after dinner. No matter, he was only looking for Emmy.
And there she was! Quickly, he stepped forward to meet her as she came out the door. And, in case she didn't notice him, he waved his hands over his head. And shouted, "HELLO!" That ought to do it.
"Emmy," he cried, "hello! Where ye off to? Can I escort ye? How're things, what's goin' on?"