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Feb 26, 2007 21:01

Week Name/Date/Time: 'Join the Club' / Saturday, March 18th, 2006 / 1:22 PM.
Location: Random halls on the second floor
Open To: Lolita!
Currently Involving: Caine

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lolita_damon February 27 2007, 03:57:20 UTC
((AAAH Ali you kill my brain with long posts! D: But I heart you anyway.))

After half a week of being on-edge with worry, Lolita was feeling far less burdened this afternoon. Worry? Why? Simple--Troy Frogley had gotten his arse kicked pretty damn badly. So badly, in fact, said half-week had been spent in St. Mungo's. He'd been well enough to owl her about, oh, five words or so, but still! She'd been sitting on pins and needles until Wednesday evening. And the feeling was twice as bad because she'd never say a word about it.

In an odd, somewhat unfamiliar, brighter mood, Lolita wandered the halls aimlessly as she often did, but hadn't expected company. In fact, she sort of...well, didn't WANT company. Fate was a meanie. She braced herself for the bright mood to come crashing down around her as a loud singing voice came nearer and nearer.

What in bloody hell?Caine Owen. The school loudmouth, or so Lolita tended to think of him. It was hard to out-do Troy in that category, but in this case, it definitely happened ( ... )

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caine_owen February 27 2007, 04:28:24 UTC
((*revives your brain* I fear that Caine is going to become like Addy and demand long posts. *hides ( ... )

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lolita_damon February 28 2007, 01:18:12 UTC
((HOLY CRAP AT THAT POST. *is ded ( ... )

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caine_owen March 2 2007, 03:24:38 UTC
((*revives again* are you dead because I keep writing long posts or because zomg, Caine is teh stupid?))

If Lolita had said any of that aloud, Caine would have readily agreed with her. He didn't generally think of himself as annoying, of course, but with certain people? Yeah, he did have to admit there were some who he couldn't resist riling up. Lolita was one such person. Perhaps if she didn't get so angry, he'd leave her be but right now? Yeah, there was a part of him that rather enjoyed getting her all wound up.

Plus she obviously missed the memo that they should have all received around age eight: if you let someone know that some name or something bothered you, you were destined to be called said name for the rest of eternity.

He tilted his head curiously at her, blinking. "Squicked? Who said anything about that?" To his knowledge, he had kept that fact to himself but he did sometimes have a tendency to think out loud. An annoying habit really but a total aside. "No matter," he added, shrugging nonchalantly. "You'd have to ( ... )

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