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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 19, 2010 23:48:04 GMT -6
"I like torture. It turns me on." He smirked.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Jun 20, 2010 0:08:30 GMT -6
She grinned and kissed him quickly. "That's good because I'm feeling particularly mean. Though maybe its a mean sort of torture. Maybe I'll tease and then just go to sleep."
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 20, 2010 0:09:23 GMT -6
"What else is new?" He shrugged.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Jun 20, 2010 0:12:55 GMT -6
"Oh I'm not that mean all the time." She leaned down to rest against him. "I'm a lovely wonderful person."
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 20, 2010 0:17:51 GMT -6
"Who also plots to kill people with me." He laughed and wrapped an arm around her.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Jun 20, 2010 0:23:31 GMT -6
She nodded and kissed him lightly. "Absolutely. See, I'm perfect." She nodded and relaxed over him. "Mmm comfy." She mumbled as she tried not to yawn.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 20, 2010 0:27:42 GMT -6
"You are already falling asleep! You promised torture you tease." He laughed.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Jun 20, 2010 0:29:47 GMT -6
She smiled. "Maybe this is the beginning of the torture. Making you guess what's coming." She rubbed her eyes.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 20, 2010 0:31:16 GMT -6
He rolled his eyes. "Love I know you too well."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Jun 20, 2010 0:40:59 GMT -6
"Just for that I'm definitely going to torture you. Just as soon as I wake up." She smiled and sighed contentedly already beginning to nod off. "Starting with cold toes." She added in a mumble before giving a sneaky little grin.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 20, 2010 0:42:53 GMT -6
He sighed and played with her hair as he closed his eyes. "I'll brush up on my tickling charms. Sleep well love."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Jun 20, 2010 0:47:35 GMT -6
"Mmnoo tickling." She mumbled lightly. "I love you." She smiled and nodded off slowly.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 20, 2010 0:48:24 GMT -6
He smiled planning his own torture. "Me too." He fell asleep soon after.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Jun 20, 2010 12:26:09 GMT -6
Theo woke up and got out of bed. He sighed and walked off to the showers.
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Post by Blake Deimos on Jun 20, 2010 21:42:29 GMT -6
Blake stacked the books he still had from the library on the nightstand adjacent to his bed. He placed Charlotte's journal under his pillow to remind himself to meet up with her at eight and to keep it safe for her. It was precious to her and he could only hope his journal was being taken care of as well. Changing into his night pajamas, he crawled into bed and shut the curtains to get to bed or at least lie in bed and stare up at the ceiling thinking of things he wish he could write.
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