( sms: hottiepuff ) ( video attachment: a six second video of his lower half, fully unclothed. he seems to be posing, obviously proud, before running his hand up and down it in a single stroke. ) ( sms ) a 🎁 for you 😏😉
first of all what the fuck. the hufflepuff has to stare for too long of a moment—truthfully, she’d allowed it to loop a few times, mind unable to connect (or fully process) what she was seeing—then, she blinks. once. twice. a few more times after.
what the fuck.
( sms → vern’s cousin 💀💀 ) ✋
she sets the phone down, pausing for a good long minute before a laugh slips out. fuck. what the fuck.
“MIA!”
what the fuck. fuck. fuck.
the hufflepuff slips off the bed, making her way toward the bathroom where her roommate sat with a breathless sort of adrenaline rush, a large guffaw of laugh slipping past.
fucking ridiculous.
“IT’S NOT FUCKING RAINBOW COLOURED, MYSTERY SOLVED.”
