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Week Name/Date/Time: "Attack of the Wheezes" / Wednesday March 29th, 2006 / 1:00 PM... SHARP
Location: Grounds, just outside of entrance.
Open To: Fi, Erik
Currently Involving: Erik
Fi had been feeling odd at best. She had swiped a chocolate that had been sitting on a table in the Common Room, sad and sorrid without an owner/eater. Sure, her Mum had always advised against taking things that weren't her's, but it was chocolate! Pretty chocolate in lovely pink wrapper and she had eaten it, tasting the best chocolate she had ever digested before in her life! It was beautiful, it was delicious, and it, for some reason, just made her feel good.
Too good, maybe, but good nevertheless.
If Fi wasn't, well, Fi, she'd have been horribly embarrassed over her behaviour post-chocolates. But she was Fi, so swooning and swanning about almost every bloke she knew wasn't anything too mind-blowing. Hardly a surprise, really. But the fact that she had gotten bleedin' butterflies in her stomach about Wednesday Tea with Erik? Now that was a little more worrisome.
She wasn't late, no no, in fact she was promptly on time. And wearing a dress. And little lace gloves. And.. was that a hint of coloured lip gloss? And blush upon her cheeks? Surely not. But all of it was quite present and it actually seemed as if Fi had put quite a lot of effort into her appearance for this simple little tea. A kiss had been pressed to her picture of Folly that had been previously present at each and every tea, and she quietly explained to the portrait that he needn't be there for her that day. Felt a tiny bit bad about it, yes, but... she was a girl in love. Her big brother's watching eye didn't need to be about.
So once everything was set up and Folly was properly put away, she sat. Nervously. Yes, Fi was nervous.
Location: Grounds, just outside of entrance.
Open To: Fi, Erik
Currently Involving: Erik
Fi had been feeling odd at best. She had swiped a chocolate that had been sitting on a table in the Common Room, sad and sorrid without an owner/eater. Sure, her Mum had always advised against taking things that weren't her's, but it was chocolate! Pretty chocolate in lovely pink wrapper and she had eaten it, tasting the best chocolate she had ever digested before in her life! It was beautiful, it was delicious, and it, for some reason, just made her feel good.
Too good, maybe, but good nevertheless.
If Fi wasn't, well, Fi, she'd have been horribly embarrassed over her behaviour post-chocolates. But she was Fi, so swooning and swanning about almost every bloke she knew wasn't anything too mind-blowing. Hardly a surprise, really. But the fact that she had gotten bleedin' butterflies in her stomach about Wednesday Tea with Erik? Now that was a little more worrisome.
She wasn't late, no no, in fact she was promptly on time. And wearing a dress. And little lace gloves. And.. was that a hint of coloured lip gloss? And blush upon her cheeks? Surely not. But all of it was quite present and it actually seemed as if Fi had put quite a lot of effort into her appearance for this simple little tea. A kiss had been pressed to her picture of Folly that had been previously present at each and every tea, and she quietly explained to the portrait that he needn't be there for her that day. Felt a tiny bit bad about it, yes, but... she was a girl in love. Her big brother's watching eye didn't need to be about.
So once everything was set up and Folly was properly put away, she sat. Nervously. Yes, Fi was nervous.