She's a gal with a smile you'd go to hell for and never regret it.
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Post by annalise darling on Jan 8, 2018 12:37:16 GMT
Annalise had been in the mood for a walk so she had put on her favorite dress and had headed out onto the streets of London. It was always so noisy in actual towns and even after all the years that had passed, she was not used to it. She loved the sounds the forest at night made so much more. In fact, it was her lullaby by way of a recording and she couldn't sleep without her night time forest tapes. Wandering through the streets of shops, she stopped outside of one and looked longingly at a pretty hat that would have matched her dress perfectly. It was a shame that she had no money on her person though so she supposed she was stuck with just window shopping and yearning.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 10, 2018 19:21:30 GMT
Johnathan wanted to refuse when his boss told him to go to London to deliver an order. The last time he went to London for exact the same reason, he almost got killed. So here he was in London, waiting for the owned of this stupid clothing shop. Why did a clothshop owner even need potion ingredients for? Heck whatever. It was taking too dang long. Johnathan wasn't exactly known for his patience, he would never be a Hufflepuff. When he was told that it'd take another hour before he complete, John lost his temper and left the shop. "I'll be back in an hour!" He yelled back behind him. He really needed to catch some air before he'd punch someone in the fact. The young werewolf rushed out of the shop and walked right into a girl who was just standing there, looking at the shop's window. "Don't just stand there, you daft cow!" John groaned and wanted to pass but for some weird reason, his body told him to stay. annalise darling
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She's a gal with a smile you'd go to hell for and never regret it.
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Post by annalise darling on Jan 10, 2018 20:54:10 GMT
It was one thing to run into her but quite another to call her a cow. One simply did not do that to a full veela without the strong possibility of being burned. Literally. Her hands heated up as she itched to throw a fireball or two at him. That would teach him some manners! "How rude! I am standing here out of the way of the door, in plain view. You are the one barrelling like a bull in a china shop! You owe me an apology, sir."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 17, 2018 19:29:25 GMT
Johnathan told himself calm down. His temper had taken a turn to the worse lately. He blinked and looked at the young woman he'd almost ran over. "Ah.." John sheepishly scratched his neck. His eyes went between the woman and the ground. "It was my fault, my apologies. I was in a bad mood," he mumbled before looking back up at her. She was pretty... No not pretty... Beautiful. Little John rarely had attention for other people really. He had always been too busy with his work and taking care of his mother and little brother ever since his father needed to play hero. "Um... Are you okay? Have I hurt you?" Johnathan started to feel guilty for his lack of self control earlier.
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