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Tweak says, "WEEEE YEEEEEEEE TOOOOO POOOOOO"

Elena Goyle (elenagoyle) wrote in landing_rpg,
@ 2008-09-29 20:46:00

Entry tags:

elena goyle, phoenix malfoy

Who: Elena and Phoenix
What: Elena needs a shoulder
Where: Slytherin boys' dorm
When: Monday afternoon
Rating: TBD

Elena had been a mess since Sunday night. She had never felt this humiliated before, not since her first year when she realized everyone was laughing at her. She wasn't entirely sure she wouldn't have preferred that situation to the one she'd landed herself in now. It hadn't been nearly so personal.

She had admitted her feelings for Jacob to his face, she'd kissed him and told him she cared for him, and he'd only done so because he'd had something slipped into his drink. How was she supposed to face him now? She didn't want to see the pathetically piteous look on his face, and she certainly didn't want to hear him utter the words "just friends". She might vomit.

She'd planned on shutting herself in her room for the rest of the year, but Phoenix's reply in her journal had her thinking otherwise. Maybe she'd just refuse to leave the dungeons ever again. Jacob couldn't come in there, after all.

Knocking gently on the door to the boys' dormitory, Elena peeked her head inside. "Phoenix?"

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	elenagoyle 2008-09-30 07:53 pm UTC (link)
	"No!" she exclaimed, eyes wide. "I can't eat ice cream! Are you crazy?!" True, she was being considerably more dramatic than usual about her eating habits, but she was certainly unwilling to add fat on top of her unhappiness at the moment. If only celery was as appealing as chocolate chip cookie dough. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

phoenixabraxas
2008-10-01 01:22 pm UTC (link)

Phoenix's wide eyes met hers in slight panic, her reaction having caught him complately off guard. His hands loosened and retreatd from her for a second but a long breath after, Phoenix was able to compose himself and get over the temporary confusion. He's the crazy one? Careful, long-fingered hands reached up and gently cupped Elena's cheeks. His eyes bore into hers as his thumbs brushed the top of her cheeks. "Then tell what you want me to do." his tone was as sincere as the others he has used before. "I'll do it for you. You know I will..."

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