Sweetheart Sam (sweetheartsam) wrote in allsnotwell_rpg, @ 2009-09-02 22:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | quincy cadwallader, samuel huntington |
Who: Sam and Quincy
When/Where: Wednesday afternoon
Rating: PG
Summary: CANNOL'S!
Status: Incomplete
After classes, Sam thought it would linger around a little, his destination in no where in particular. Just thinking. There were times when the boy was so lost in thought, once he snapped back into reality, he was completely unaware of where he was. There was usually a lot on the boy’s mind, customarily about his life back home. Constantly he was worrying about what was going on, because he rarely got owls from them. Well, he did, from his younger sister, however, he wouldn’t dare to bring up any morbid subjects because she was young. He could remember how excited she was when he had gotten her the owl. Oliver, she called him. Apparently, it was named after her imaginary friend. A smile quirked in the corner of his lip just thinking about it.
Looking up, he found a woman selling cannoli’s and felt his stomach doing ‘gimme, gimme,’ hands. Why she was selling cannoli’s, he had no clue, but he was going to purchase. He bought a box, paid her, and was quick on his way back to the Hufflepuff common room. Damn straight, he wasn’t going to eat it on his own. Hogwarts contributed a large amount of food, so he was never starving in that place. So at the moment, he was not going to eat two dozen canoli’s.
Upon arriving to the common room, he placed a cannoli between the side of his mouth as if he was holding a cigar. He lightly kicked the door open, finding Quincy in the room and offered a lopsided grin, “’Ey, ‘ook wha I ‘ound,” he said, his voice odd due to the cannoli in his mouth and held up the box with the lovely food. He jumped onto the mattress, landing on his side and opening it up and placed it on the bed, taking this time to actually bite the cannoli that was in his mouth, “Some lady was selling them,” he said as he chewed.