May 09, 2009 23:29
[At around noon, there's a knock on the door of Harry's apartment. Tara didn't even wait to see who answered before out came,]
The shop is filled with hair. I can't conjure that much lemon cake. May I come in?
[OOC: Action for anyone who could conveiveibly be at the apartment. Voice otherwise.]
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I'm okay. Thanks, though, Thomas.
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I thought the shop was scorched?
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But the hair-monster is definitely not my fault.
[She flashed him her best smile.] How about it, Big Brother? Give a girl a bed?
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Only if you give me a hug. And promise not to fangirl Arwen.
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I promise not to fangirl Arwen anymore than you yourself do.
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