Manly Advice (Owls and Closed RP for Fred, George, Sirius, and Jim.)

[mischief_george]

A few days after his non-date that turned out to be very much a date and then kind of got weird because girls were sodding mental, George decided it was time to be proactive. To pull himself up by his bootstraps and try to figure out what the hell had happened.

So, he sent out a few owls. It was time for reinforcements.

Comments

Sent via Buff, who is walking, and looking none too pleased about it.

[busty_robin]

WeGeorge-

Thanks for the

I don't want your damn

I'm sorry about

You think this makes

Okay. That wasn't going to work. Buff wound up delivering the following:

George,

No promises.

-Steph

Owl returns, carrying a large basket of assorted junk food and nothing even remotely healthy

[mischief_george]

Steph,

Hey, the butter and salt cancel it out! I checked! There is no nutritional value once you pour enough processed butter product on. Plus, I've been popcorn, once. Does that mean I'm too healthy for you? Perish the thought!

I'm one hundred percent empty calories, baby.

--George

P.S. So he reminds you of me?

Reply Owl, not carrying anything, because George is way too incorrigible for his own good.

[busty_robin]

George,

You're one hundred percent empty something, that's for sure.

-Steph

P.S. I don't know. Do you often eat wood lice? Because that seriously might hinder any future movie nights. I’m a lice-cist. It’s just how I was raised.

Owl returns, note has a :( drawn on the back

[mischief_george]

Steph,

I tried to see how that was anything other than a declaration of undying affection, and I cannot. It's quite all right, my dear. My charm and sheer masculine handsomeness are nearly impossible to resist.

--George

P.S. Not so much wood lice, no. But I am rather cute. What kind of impact does that have on movie nights?