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Week Name/Date/Time: The Season Begins/Wednesday, November 28th, 2005/7:03am
Location: 7th Year Boys Dorm
Open to: Zomial
Currently Involving: Saffrial
This morning was going to be an early one for Zomial. Saffron was sure that he didn't have an early class and neither did she, so what better a time to go see him than then? Not to mention she thought he would like waking up to her one morning. She knew it would've been a pleasant surprise to awake and see Zomial, and she though it simply ran both ways. Of course it did.
She had gotten up around six thirty, as she always did, but laid awake in bed, debating exactly what to do. She could get up, get ready for the day, and perhaps spend an hour or two with a mate she needed to catch up with. Or she could lie there, just relaxing. Around seven, she finally decided to go see her sweetheart, tossing off her covers and sneaking out of the dorm as she attempted to leave without waking any of her dorm mates. Luckily, she was successful.
Opening the door quietly, Saffron took an extra moment to push the door shut silently, not wanting to wake any of the seventh year boys. Well, other than the one she had came to rouse. She crept over to him, casting a silence charm around his bed. It was early; teenage boys were grumpy when awoken and it wasn't as if she could snog the others in submission. Smiling at her own thoughts, she watched him for a minute sleeping peacefully. Part of her didn't want to wake him, but it was too late to turn around now.
She sat down on the edge of his bed, careful not to sit on one of his limbs that were lost beneath the covers. She shook his shoulder, leaning over so her mouth was close to his ear. "Zomial," she whispered a few times with , "Wake up," sprinkled in occasionally. She shook him a bit more, suddenly realizing that he might wake up with a surprise yelp. Well, it was easy to remedy that. She kissed him, waiting for him to wake up.
Location: 7th Year Boys Dorm
Open to: Zomial
Currently Involving: Saffrial
This morning was going to be an early one for Zomial. Saffron was sure that he didn't have an early class and neither did she, so what better a time to go see him than then? Not to mention she thought he would like waking up to her one morning. She knew it would've been a pleasant surprise to awake and see Zomial, and she though it simply ran both ways. Of course it did.
She had gotten up around six thirty, as she always did, but laid awake in bed, debating exactly what to do. She could get up, get ready for the day, and perhaps spend an hour or two with a mate she needed to catch up with. Or she could lie there, just relaxing. Around seven, she finally decided to go see her sweetheart, tossing off her covers and sneaking out of the dorm as she attempted to leave without waking any of her dorm mates. Luckily, she was successful.
Opening the door quietly, Saffron took an extra moment to push the door shut silently, not wanting to wake any of the seventh year boys. Well, other than the one she had came to rouse. She crept over to him, casting a silence charm around his bed. It was early; teenage boys were grumpy when awoken and it wasn't as if she could snog the others in submission. Smiling at her own thoughts, she watched him for a minute sleeping peacefully. Part of her didn't want to wake him, but it was too late to turn around now.
She sat down on the edge of his bed, careful not to sit on one of his limbs that were lost beneath the covers. She shook his shoulder, leaning over so her mouth was close to his ear. "Zomial," she whispered a few times with , "Wake up," sprinkled in occasionally. She shook him a bit more, suddenly realizing that he might wake up with a surprise yelp. Well, it was easy to remedy that. She kissed him, waiting for him to wake up.