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Aug 21, 2007 17:39

Week Name/Date/Time: 'Daily Grind' / Sept 2nd, 2006 / 7:42PM
Location: Great Hall, getting ready to take first years to the dorms
Open To: Margie
Currently Involving: Tom
So... where do we go from here? )

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margietheshy August 22 2007, 05:02:12 UTC
Margie didn't need to share any more headaches! Last year was enough, but already she could tell that this year was going to be the death of her. She had barely stopped the triplets from killing themselves on the train there and was just exhausted during dinner, managing to talk with a few friends and fill up so that she could make it through the rest of the night ( ... )

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margietheshy August 26 2007, 04:07:38 UTC
Tom was not a failure when it came to love! No he was just like everyone else, a little confused but just trying their best. Margie would say that he was better at it than she was actually ( ... )

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tom_paddock August 28 2007, 19:53:03 UTC
Tom was somewhat glad that Margie had hit him. It seemed to make him less tense and nervous around her, which was a definate plus. He was laughing it feeling more at ease now, like he used to when he would talk to Margie before all of the dating and kissing deal ( ... )

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margietheshy August 29 2007, 14:13:25 UTC
Well that was because they were all guys. If they were girls then they would have sided with Margie. Guys were completely insane and always seemed to need to do everything better than everyone else. She didn't really get it at all ( ... )

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tom_paddock September 1 2007, 01:07:13 UTC
Tom would blame the manly-ness and the need to be forever correct, on the testosterone. Come to think of it, a lot of the stuff he did he would blame on testosterone if he could. As it stood Tom didn't blame it on anything, nor did he acknowledge the fact that he could have a weakness.

"Calm down, Spazzy McGee," Tom teased as he stopped and made sure that Margie was okay before starting to walk again. "I'm only joking, unless... well, unless you want to, of course." He grinned, knowning Margie would most likely never be a broom-cupboard kind of girl. Tom honestly didn't care too much about that anyways - he wasn't like most guys that you'd see snogging the living daylights out of anything that moved.

Tom looked down at Margie but kept walking. He could finally call her his girlfriend after all of what happened last year and over the summer. Tom was probably the luckiest and happiest man walking today, and it was all because of Margie.

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margietheshy September 1 2007, 02:04:29 UTC
Margie made a few noises while trying to think of something to say before just managing to fall into silence, a silent huff coming out. She knew that he was just trying to get her riled up and it reminded her a little too well of the day that he kissed her.

Instead she just walked, making sure to pay extra close attention to her feet so that she didn't fall on her face or something equally as embarrassing. After a few moments she looked up at him and smiled hesitantly, not sure how she was supposed to act but not wanting to seem like she was ignoring him. That was how this whole mess started right?

"What did you do this summer? I didn't hear from you much," she said quietly, falling silent when they neared the group awaiting them. Oops?

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