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[homely_illiad]

Week Name/Date/Time: 'This is Rather Not Good"/Weds. September 27th/ 8:27 am
Location: 6th Year Slytherin Boys Dorm
Open to: Brinley
Currently Involving: His boo.

He didn't know what to do. Utter shock failed him.

Brinley couldn't kill someone. Never. Never in a million years would Illiad believe it. Brinley was warm and tender and loving! Well. When he

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[brinley_watson]

Bloody fucking... oh, this was not happening. But then again, what had he expected? A little note on a table saying 'Just so you all know, we killed a few people. Love, the FUKD'?! They had dragged the victims into that room. He had heard quite a commotion, too.. well, that was, until he charmed the door for silence in every way possible. But it was just... so much worse. It seemed like they had not only enjoyed themselves and delighted in what they did, but they really went overboard

[homely_illiad]

((OOC: I rewrote this in effort to make it NOT look like I posted it after midnight last night, while on crack xD

[brinley_watson]

Oh god. Brinley "The Badass" Watson looked, and felt, on the verge of breakdown

[homely_illiad]

Illiad dropped off the bed to his knees-- he felt uncomfortable sitting above Brinley like that. The entire situation was making him more and more uncomfortable-- Brinley, in tears, pleading with Illiad, stuttering, calling himself weak! It wasn't right! It wasn't natural