Tonks, if you please (tonks_please) wrote in mirage_rpg, @ 2009-01-08 09:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | complete, day 28, marcus cole, nymphadora tonks |
WHO: Tonks and Marcus
WHAT: Snowed in!
WHEN: Day 28, morning
WHERE: Tonks' room
RATING: NC-17
STATUS: Complete
It was time. She'd actually meant to track Marcus down at the party, but hadn't been able to break in to his conversation with the solemn young woman he had been talking to. Or maybe it was just that she wasn't rude enough to do so. Either way, she felt the need to find him, to talk to him.
The funny thing was, there wasn't even a particular reason that she wanted to do so. There was no major pressing thing. She'd already admitted her feelings for him, and he'd done the same. Perhaps it was simply that she liked to see him pretty often. Or maybe it was all so new that she was still uncertain about it.
She awoke fairly early to the sound of the wind howling outside her bedroom window. The witch rolled out of bed and wandered over to the window. It was so white outside, she could barely see anything. Well, that was fine. She would just go see Marcus in his room. So after getting dressed in a pair of jeans and her favorite Weird Sisters t-shirt, that's exactly what she tried to do. There was only one problem though. When she knocked on his door, he didn't answer. He wasn't there, she figured, or he was still sleeping.
Quickly, she grabbed a piece of pink parchment from her room, as well as a quill that the Planet had so thoughtfully provided. Running back to his room, she scribbed out a note to him. When he came back, or woke up, he'd be sure to notice the shocking pink piece of paper.
Hey, Marcus. I was wondering if you could please come to my room when you get this? The weather's bloody crazy, so I should be here all day. Cocoa at my place? Love, Tonks.
Pinning that to his door, she wandered back to her own room. She hoped he wouldn't be too long, but tried to occupy herself. Being the sort of person she was, she was soon having a great time. Sure, the weather outside sort of sucked, but she had the Weird Sisters blasting on the radio. Grabbing a hairbrush, she danced and lip synched along with the music.