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Tweak says, "Okay... Weirdy McWeirderton."

Anastasia Whitby (ana_whitby) wrote in landing_rpg,
@ 2008-09-25 17:35:00

Entry tags:

anastasia whitby, dante macmillan

who; Dante and Ana
what; Meet, talk, and stuff
when; Thursday evening
where; empty classroom
why; because they are adorable
rating; TBD
status; in progress

Ana tried to walk slowly down the corridors, but it was extremely difficult. All she wanted to do was to jump into Dante's arms. School had gotten a little crazy lately and it was hard for them to find time to be together. Ana was so proud of him. He played better than perfect the other day. She still wanted to ask Dora to pinch her so she could see if she was dreaming. Put she was alway wide awake.

In her back pocket was a folded up letter she had received from her mother via owl. Anger and sadness rose up with in her causing a lump to form in her throat. Yes she would forgive her mother for forcing her father out of the house for no solid reason, but it would take a while. She had went back to her old scumbag of a boyfriend and poor Dad was left to drink away his sorrow. She turned the corner and walked all the way to the end of the corridor. The door squeaked as it opened.

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ravenousdante
2008-09-28 05:49 am UTC (link)

Dante couldn't believe his luck today, although it was a bittersweet luck. He was Captain, yes, but it was because Saxen was leaving Hogwarts sooner. The sadness of watching a Captain, and a friend, leaving was mixed with the happiness of finally being made Captain of the team... He needed to talk about it, and maybe cuddle with a certain someone so she'd make it all better.

He had been waiting for her in the room for a minute or so, hiding right next to the door so when she walked in, he'd catch her and kiss her by surprise. Which was exactly what he did. "Gotcha!" He said, smiling at her as he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him for a kiss.

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ana_whitby
2008-09-28 06:38 pm UTC (link)

Ana let out a yelp. She definitely did not expect him to jump out from behind the door. But when her eyes set upon him she laughed, placing her forehead on his chest. She poked him in his abs. "Meanie," she said, failing not to smile. Her arms moved from his chest to around his neck. Her lips massaged his passionatly.

As always, her heart began to pound in her chest. There was not a centimeter in between them.

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