oh, look at all the lonely people...

[buff_hufflepuff]

~Amos is sitting outside, back against a tree, wind ruffling his hair and nibbling on his quill occasionally as he jots down notes. His eyes feel like they are bleeding, however, because schoolwork is his absolute torture.~

Comments

[certainlykaelyn]

*plops down next to him* What's that you are working on?

[bubbly_bertha]

*blush*

Do not have Sturgis. We're just friends. *grins* Yeah.

[buff_hufflepuff]

Yeah, just friends who snog each other's faces off at parties. Friends with benefits, then? Besides, you're blushing.

*grins back*

[bubbly_bertha]

So, we're snogging partners? I don't fancy him if that's what you're thinking.

*sticks tongue out*

[buff_hufflepuff]

No, you definitely fancy him and yeah, that's what I'm thinking.

[bubbly_bertha]

I do not! And he doesn't fancy me.

[buff_hufflepuff]

Well of course he doesn't fancy you. But you so fancy him.

[bubbly_bertha]

*hurt*

Ouch. Thanks, Amos. And I don't fancy him.

[buff_hufflepuff]

*shrugs*

Welcome.

Deny, deny, deny.

[bubbly_bertha]

*bites lip*

Snogging someone does not entail fancying.

[buff_hufflepuff]

Then you really are a bint?

[bubbly_bertha]

No.

[buff_hufflepuff]

*rolls eyes*

Whatever, you fancy him.

[bubbly_bertha]

Why do you think I fancy him then?

[buff_hufflepuff]

One, you get all blushy and ugh. Two, you don't just snog someone if you don't fancy them (and since you're not a bint, as you say). Three, Sturgis obviously knows you like him some bit, otherwise you wouldn't be such putty in his hands... or, er, lips. Pfft.

[bubbly_bertha]

*groans and flops to the ground*

Fuck.