Shimmer

-elsapops:

I was fine, then I was shit, went on a bit of an anti-boy rampage (that lasted for like, a day) and now I’m peaches and rainbows again. How have you been?

I’ve been alright,I guess. Nothing exciting has happened for me,yet.  What was the cause of the anti-boy rampage?

-elsapops:

Hey, sis.

Always a pleasure to see you,Elsa.

How’ve you been?

-elsapops:

hfinch-fletchley:

-elsapops:

hfinch-fletchley:

thatcarley:

hfinch-fletchley:

My girlfriend is so cute…

I thought you liked the McLaggen girl. It’s been like four days since you were pining over her. I smell commitment issues.

She shot me down. K is there for me… always has been, really.

In other words since you can’t have Scarlette, you settle for the next best thing.

No… in other words… I found someone who fucking cares.

No. Not only two days ago you were ready to shout from the Astronomy Tower about how you were completely in love with Scarlette and now here we are, two days later, you’re in love with someone else. Slow down, Romeo. Don’t forget about Rosaline.

Ooooh, nice… literary reference. Trying to make yourself look smart… K and I have history, so um… fuck off.

Babe. Calm yourself there. I am indeed very smart, like the rest of Hogwarts population to see that you're an over-dramatic attention whore constantly screeching like a harpie about this or that and now you're supposedly 'in love' with someone because Scarlette didn't want your crayola dick.

-elsapops:

hfinch-fletchley:

thatcarley:

hfinch-fletchley:

My girlfriend is so cute…

I thought you liked the McLaggen girl. It’s been like four days since you were pining over her. I smell commitment issues.

She shot me down. K is there for me… always has been, really.

In other words since you can’t have Scarlette, you settle for the next best thing.

No… in other words… I found someone who fucking cares.

thatcarley:

hfinch-fletchley:

My girlfriend is so cute…

I thought you liked the McLaggen girl. It’s been like four days since you were pining over her. I smell commitment issues.

She shot me down. K is there for me… always has been, really.

In other words since you can't have Scarlette, you settle for the next best thing.

Ronnie didn’t want to do homework. At all.

It was boring and it was a waste of time, to shorten what he thought of it. That was why he was somewhat excited to finally get out of here and stay at home for one year. He could go look for a job after a year’s worth of rest. But for now, all he could do was procrastinate. In the Great Hall, too. The only reason why he was there in the first place was because his friends were there, still joking around on the SLytherin table. He on the other hand, didn’t find any of the topics they were talking about interesting. So he made plans with the 5th year Gryffindor. With occasional glances at  the great wooden doors, Ronnie Skeeter waited rather impatiently for Elsa Parkinson.

Elsa smiled down at the scroll in her fingers, at Ronnie's reply to meet her for butterbeer. Of course, Elsa was on her I-Hate-Boys rampage after the whole Adam thing, but her girl-instincts got the better of her and when she saw a hot boy... well, the claws came out. She ran her fingers through her hair, running down the stairs to the Great Hall. She walked in, an extra bounce in her step as she neared the brunet at the Slytherin table.

-elsapops:

ronnie-skeeter:

Homework. Do. Not. Want.

There’s a kitchen filled with house elves ready to bring me butterbeer. Are you in?

Definitely. I’m in the Great Hall. Meet me?

Homework. Do. Not. Want.

There's a kitchen filled with house elves ready to bring me butterbeer. Are you in?