Rikku of the Al Bhed (
the_merriest) wrote2007-08-01 09:19 pm
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Room 308, Wednesday Evening - Chilling Out
So that Umbridge lady seemed kinda mean, and Hermione certainly hadn't liked her very much. That was bad.
But how much trouble could a principal be? Really. Seriously. Besides, she and her Jude-dude had made up and therefore, all was right with the world. Plus Deadpool hadn't come looking for her yet about the car. That was a bonus.
So Rikku was sprawled out on her bed, humming to herself and bopping a little. And maybe looking over a ... letter. 'Cause tomorrow was Thursday and, well, no reason. Just, you know. Couldn't hurt.
Her door was wide open.
But how much trouble could a principal be? Really. Seriously. Besides, she and her Jude-dude had made up and therefore, all was right with the world. Plus Deadpool hadn't come looking for her yet about the car. That was a bonus.
So Rikku was sprawled out on her bed, humming to herself and bopping a little. And maybe looking over a ... letter. 'Cause tomorrow was Thursday and, well, no reason. Just, you know. Couldn't hurt.
Her door was wide open.
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She reached into the drawer, this time producing pink fuzzy handcuffs.
"I-I was gonna ... wait in his room, uh ..." She held up the lingerie again, then gestured as if her hands were cuffed together, and blushed furiously.
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