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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 5, 2007 13:25:57 GMT
"I've had much worse than that before." I say wryly.
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 6, 2007 2:23:35 GMT
"sorry" i said sheepishly
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 6, 2007 16:20:30 GMT
"Why are you sorry? What did you do?" I raise an eyebrow, gingerly putting a hand to the side of my face where he punched me. "Do you even know who that guy is? Cos I don't."
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 7, 2007 1:16:50 GMT
"im just sorry it happened." i take a breath. "His name is Quiz, i think hes crazy, hes been going around doing that to a lot of people."
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 11:13:24 GMT
"Oh right...good to know." I mutter.
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 7, 2007 11:39:03 GMT
"im sure" i was surprised to look up and see Professor Binns still going on. "Does he ever stop?" i add with a chuckle.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 11:41:09 GMT
"I wouldn't know. This is my second history of magic class and I left 5 minutes into my first." I shrug slightly.
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 7, 2007 11:45:18 GMT
"oh...so you wanna ditch this?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 12:01:01 GMT
"Yeah."
[ooc-sorry it took so long to reply. had to take my meds.]
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 7, 2007 12:14:41 GMT
"Ok" i say getting up and heading towardds the door. "Coming?" i say turning around.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 12:15:18 GMT
"Coming." I nod, picking my jacket up off the back of my chair and walking out of the classroom.
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 7, 2007 12:16:35 GMT
"so..where to?" isay walking next to him.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 12:20:13 GMT
"Wherever." I shrug.
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 7, 2007 12:24:57 GMT
"You still you for some coffee?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 12:25:19 GMT
"Sure thing. Where?"
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 7, 2007 12:53:03 GMT
"ummmm.....i know, my favorite muggle dinner..if thats ok with you"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 12:53:50 GMT
"Yeah, that's fine."
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 7, 2007 12:57:12 GMT
"ok..here" i grab his hand and apparate to aa alley near it. "this is the best place ever, i used to snek off to here all the time." i say walking with him towards the street
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 12:59:22 GMT
"You don't look like the sort of person who sneaks off all the time. Ravenclaw, aren't you?" I say, then pause, "I don't even know who you are."
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 7, 2007 13:02:43 GMT
"oh....im Rebecca Brewster..call me Becky" i laugh. "as for the sneaking off..i was raised in a very anti-muggle orphanage and wasnt allowed to go to muggle shops, so i always snuck out...what's your name and story?" we rounded the corner onto the street.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 13:04:59 GMT
"Ian Hunt." I say, "My story is pretty fucked so let's leave that out shall we?"
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 7, 2007 13:08:52 GMT
"oo..k" i say feeling a little out of place now. "Soooo...where were we?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 13:10:53 GMT
"I don't remember."
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 7, 2007 13:14:12 GMT
"dude....chill out, i didnt mean to pry or nothing, your past is your business, if you dont wanna share dont.." we enter the dinner. "now can we please enjoy our coffee?"
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 13:17:51 GMT
"Sorry, I'm just kind of pissed off at the moment. Broke up with my girlfriend yesterday." I shrug.
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 7, 2007 13:20:14 GMT
"oh...sorry, just dont take it out on me." i give a weak smile.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 13:21:53 GMT
"Yeah, I'll try not to."
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 7, 2007 13:25:44 GMT
"try really hard" i give a puppy dog face.
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Post by Ian Hunt on Jul 7, 2007 13:27:00 GMT
I smile slightly, "Yeah, I'll try really hard."
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Post by Rebecca Brewster on Jul 7, 2007 13:29:54 GMT
i smile. "sweetness". We sit down at the booth and the waitress comes up. "Id like a hot chocolate and hed like a...." i look at him.
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