((Mel-mun cleared my slight godmodding here.))
Newly Sorted into Gryffindor, Brice was walking aimlessly through the corridors, his hands shoved deep into his jeans pockets. He was trying to make a mental map of the place, but had to give up after five minutes. Hogwarts was huge. A part of him hoped to find Mel, to make things less confusing
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'Brice! Don't scare me like that!' she scolds, and then notices he's not in the Sorting room. 'Congrats! They let you in.'
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Brice inwardly squirmed. So uncomfortable.
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Unable to finish the sentence, she tucks her hair behind her ear.
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'I accept. If you're asking.'
Bwahaha, she made Brice worried. Her. She beams a bit. 'Yeah, but me blushing's nothing new.'
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"I'm asking," he grinned. "I'd have to ask around for interesting things to do around here, but we can work something out."
"Your blushing is quite..." Sweet. Nah, bad boys don't use that word. "...charming."
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His blushing was adorable.
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To kiss her again, or not kiss her again, that is, truly, the question...
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