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Pandora Montgomery ([info]pandacharms) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-25 04:36:00
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RP: Spa Day
Who: Dora and Chris

What: Their date

Where: Hardd Knut Spa

When: Saturday October 25

Rating: SFW for now at least


Dora couldn’t help but admire her nails with feminine satisfaction. Gods, how long had it been since she’d actually had a manicure? Forever, she was sure. The emerald green colour was deepy satisfying as well, though some would call her silly. Not even related to her House, it had always been one of her favourite colours. She wiggled her toes, pleased as she looked down at them too. She felt well groomed for the first time in a while, since she’d done her own nails for the ball.

Next was the massages though, and she felt a little nervous. She needed a massage, but those could be so… personal, and they were side by side. Her shoulders were so tense, though, not just from the nerves for this but from seeing her brother. Seeing Wayne had helped, and she hadn’t ended up drinking, though she’d wanted to, but just… yeah. Stressful week.

Plus the whole not-much-clothing thing. Massages and not-much-clothing thing. They’d had the coffee date and all, but it was a little against her normal thoughts to show that much skin until more into a relationship, if that was where this was headed. She kept the main things covered and wore a towel, wondering if this was going to be a habit around guys she hadn’t slept with and didn’t really know well. Seemed to be becoming one.

She rechecked the glamour on her arm, covering her Mark, and went out to stretch out, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves. Not that she’d let them show. She was a Slytherin and a former Death Eater – letting your vulnerabilities show was a big no-no.


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