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Astoria Greengrass ([info]miss_greengrass) wrote in [info]collision_rp,
@ 2013-02-23 15:31:00

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Entry tags:!february, astoria greengrass, pansy parkinson

Who: Astoria and Pansy
What: Talking Avoiding Draco
Where: The Beach House
When: Saturday early evening
Rating: Low
Status: Incomplete


Astoria hadn't set foot on the property they were renting for the week, not since the day before when she'd fled the water... and Draco. Today, she came slinking back to the house in the same wrinkled dress sun dress she'd worn the day before. She was ashamed of herself, ashamed that she let those two words get the best of her. She'd spent the evening wandering around, had caved and bought herself something to drink. Something that would help her forget. And she did, for awhile.

Now, she had to go back and face the responsibility of her own stupidity. At least to a certain point since she really didn't know just what was known or what anyone had been told. her head hurt, her tongue felt thick. All she wanted to do was sleep, she'd been up for far too long. But, Pansy was waiting. So, with as much dignity as she could muster, Astoria made her way into the house.


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[info]miss_greengrass
2013-02-23 10:05 pm UTC (link)
Astoria managed a weak smile to compliment the weak attempt at a joke and sat down at one of the stools. "Never was a fan of coconut." She admitted and let her head fall to the table where she rested it against her arms. The movement caused her to groan as her head ached, pounding at her temples. "Pineapple is another story. I recommend not eating an entire one though. It'll leave you with a burned tongue and blisters." Astoria was learning the hard way.

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[info]queenofsnakes
2013-02-23 10:10 pm UTC (link)
"I'll remember that" Pansy said as she pushed the pineapple free juice drink towards Astoria. "So what do you want to start with? Colours? Bridesmaid dresses? Flowers? Location? My mum being completely mental?" Pansy poured herself a glass of the sangria and took a sip. "Or do you want to go first?"

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[info]miss_greengrass
2013-02-23 10:38 pm UTC (link)
"You can start." She said, lifting her head to give Pansy a sympathetic look. "What you're going through is a more important."

Astoria reached for the drink that Pansy offered and took a sip. Merlin it tasted so good, but then again, right now anything would. She groaned and rested her head in her hand. "Thanks Pansy."

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[info]queenofsnakes
2013-02-24 06:01 am UTC (link)
"Anytime" Pansy said taking a drink. "Well, it is going to be an evening wedding. It is going to be hosted in our ballroom at Parkinson Manor. Or at least the reception is. We are going to be married on the grounds." She sighed. "Mother loves the idea. She thinks that it gives her control."

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[info]miss_greengrass
2013-02-24 03:22 pm UTC (link)
Astoria found herself wincing at Pansy's words. She knew she wasn't the only one with a controlling mother, but sometimes it was easier to forget that almost every mother that frequented the same social circles as her own parents were very much the same way. "I wonder if our mothers all get together for tea and plot ways to be extra evil and make these special days all about them and all the hard work they put into them."

"How's it feel? Are you excited or scared?"

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