Dec. 24th, 2014 at 11:46 PM
You looked good.
Not that you don't look good in general.
But you clean up very well, I must say.
HE OFFERED TO SEND ME SEXY PICTURES BECAUSE IT ISN'T FAIR EVERYONE GETS TO OGLE THE ARCHER AND I CAN'T OGLE BACK
AND I TALKED TO HIM AT THE PARTY BUT I DIDN'T SAY I WAS ME SO NOW HE'S TALKING TO ME ME AND ARCHER ME AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO TELL HIM AND WE TALK ABOUT ARCHER ME AND HE REALLY LIKES ARCHER ME
PLEASE ADVISE
[After this]
I have three tickets to see a play in London this weekend. Are any of you not going to the Gala thing?Also help
I need help
Need some help
So.
I now have a bunch of chocolate arrows that the PR director said I'm not allowed to eat all of because blah blah abs. Want some? The arrowheads have little assorted liqueury flavoured bits in them.
Also. Yeah. A Quidditch player bought me -- or, well, bought me-as-the-Archer which doesn't really count as me, I guess -- a bunch of sweets. How am I supposed to handle this?