Dante Macmillan (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} ohsodante) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} landing_rpg,@ 2009-08-05 21:54:00 |
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WHO. Dante Macmillan & Ashley Davies
WHAT. Birthday surprise!
WHERE. Hogsmeade, Late Night
WHEN. Feb 5th
RATING. TBA
STATUS. Closed / Incomplete
It was definitely one of the colder nights in Hogsmeade, Dante realized as he took a spot on a wooden bench propped in front of Ashley's rented flat. His hands were shaking as they held a box on his lap, the defined cheeks and tips of his ears flushed red. He should have worn thicker, warmer clothes, he thought. But what was a little sacrifice for someone he cared about?
It's been a little over a month since the indicent that happened in Roger's New Years Party. It was the last time he'd seen or talked to Ashley, and the way they did wasn't exactly the best. He remembered, for some reason, that it was her birthday and figured someone needed to celebrate it with her. Earlier, he'd asked the elves for a special request, and after dinner, he'd taken the small round cake, placed it in a box and left the Castle. He'd been sitting there since, slowly freezing to death, wondering where she was... if she was going to go home at all, he thought...
WHAT. Birthday surprise!
WHERE. Hogsmeade, Late Night
WHEN. Feb 5th
RATING. TBA
STATUS. Closed / Incomplete
It was definitely one of the colder nights in Hogsmeade, Dante realized as he took a spot on a wooden bench propped in front of Ashley's rented flat. His hands were shaking as they held a box on his lap, the defined cheeks and tips of his ears flushed red. He should have worn thicker, warmer clothes, he thought. But what was a little sacrifice for someone he cared about?
It's been a little over a month since the indicent that happened in Roger's New Years Party. It was the last time he'd seen or talked to Ashley, and the way they did wasn't exactly the best. He remembered, for some reason, that it was her birthday and figured someone needed to celebrate it with her. Earlier, he'd asked the elves for a special request, and after dinner, he'd taken the small round cake, placed it in a box and left the Castle. He'd been sitting there since, slowly freezing to death, wondering where she was... if she was going to go home at all, he thought...