Orla Quirke (![]() ![]() @ 2010-07-09 22:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | colin creevey, orla quirke |
WHO: Orla and Colin
WHAT: Awkward times
WHERE: Corridor somewhere? IDK THE CASTLE IS BIG, OKAY?!
WHEN: Day after the fort-building sleepover
WHY: For the lulz, obvs.
RATING: Low, I'm going to guess
STATUS: Incomplete
Orla was hiding out. She couldn't believe she'd gotten tricked into playing that game with the bottle last night. Of course it had landed on her! She hadn't even realized she was part of the bloody circle and then they were all saying how she had to kiss Colin. Which okay, it definitely could have been worse. Especially seeing how much she liked Colin and what all. But she wasn't expecting having to kiss him when she was pretty certain he only thought of her as a friend he needed to look after. Plus, she was pretty sure she wasn't a good kisser. Bugger.
So she was hiding because she didn't want to talk to anyone. She was sure her face was still tomato red and she was pretty certain it wasn't an overly attractive look for her.
She was walking quietly in the halls, lost in her own thoughts and avoiding work for a few more minutes. She'd taken a break to try and collect her thoughts, but that hadn't helped much. She could only think about how much she wished she had her ma or Aidan to talk to about this so she could make sense of it all. Though, Aidan would probably have a sheep if he heard about her playing that game, so maybe she wouldn't have been talking to him about it if he were there.
She rounded a corner, not paying close attention to where she was going when she was nearly knocked over by someone.