Recent content by Emrys Connelly

Emrys was relieved that graduation was finally here. He was over being at school, done with this whole process, and he couldn't wait to settle in back at home, to start working at the family book shop while he figured out how he wanted to continue with life. He intended to take a gap year, maybe...

Emrys was hesitant, rubbing the back of his neck. "Well... I don't know," He bit his lip, looking out a nearby window. "I stopped being upset with Marnie ages ago... and with her ah... attention span I doubt I've been a thought at all since the breakup." He peeked back to Ethan. "I... think it...

Emrys laughed lightly. "I'm pretty sure if he went missing Kyon would let everyone know about it. Probably in a very loud way." He countered, deciding to duck out and maybe give up his search. He blinked, though, when Ethan invited him to lunch. "Wait... seriously?" He asked, looking surprised...

Emrys nodded. The library made sense. "Yeah, that was my first thought, but he wasn't there, or outside, and Kyon hadn't seen him," He offered softly, hands pushed deep in his pockets. He scuffed his shoe against the stone. "It wasn't really super important... He's just, one of my only friends...

Emrys gave Ethan a shy smile as he walked over. "I was looking for Emmanuel- have you seen him?" He asked, rubbing his hand over the back of his neck, eyes darting from Ethans face and away a few times as he spoke. Emrys always struggled to keep eye contact with people he didn't know well.

Emrys was always happy to spend some time with Yuelia. He was spread out over the blanket, laying back with his arms folded behind his head. "Hey, I happen to like the cold," He offered, giving her an easy smile. "Thanks for inviting me along." He told her. It felt like forever since they'd hung...

Ethan was trying to find Emmanuel, mostly just to check in and see how one of his only two friends were. Hands in his pockets, he wandered up towards the Ravenclaw tower, sure he'd run into either Emmanuel or someone who knew him. It wouldn't be too much of a search- he spotted one of Emmanuels'...

Emrys blushed a bit, not used to praise from people other than his mom. He smiled and rubbed the back of his neck. "Er- thanks," He offered, swallowing hard. "Are you having a good day?" He asked, at a loss for real words. He really needed to work on his social skills- it had been easy with...

Emrys took the rose with a hint of shock on his face, though it smoothed out into a smile when he saw it was from Emmanuel. He looked back to the girl. "Thanks for the rose. It's just a horror novel," He offered, picking it up and holding it out to show her. "Do you like scary stories?"

Emrys had settled down in the student lounge to read, and he was surprised to hear his name. He looked up and sat his book down, shifting to straighten. "I'm here," He replied, hopefully loud enough, raising a hand to catch the girls attention.

Emrys smiled and moved over, taking his seat. He shrugged. "I've been good, I suppose, just hanging out reading a lot." He told Emmanuel easily. "What about you? Doing okay?" He asked, checking in on his friend since he'd dated and broken up with Marnie's best friend.

Emrys snorted. "Well then he gives you a lot of funny looks before going off to snog with random guys in the halls." He shrugged, and found some empty seats nearby. "Hey, do you wanna sit for a bit?" He asked, motioning to the chairs with his thumb over his shoulder.

Emrys grimaced. "Oh, gods, I'm sorry," He countered immediately, before looking around. "You didn't ask Kyon?" He questioned, turning back to his friend. "I mean, I'm happy to steal your time, but I've seen the way he sulks around whenever you have dates to these things," He shrugged, falling in...

Emrys just scrubbed at his face and stood up, offering a hand out to Emmanuel. "We should hit the library then. See what we can find, you know, about these sorts of things." He offered, meaning to do research on good riddles and see if he could get any better at twisting words around that way.

Emrys was trying his best to move on, to get past his misguided relationship with Marnie. He walked down to the dance, not in a suit but dressed nicely. He straightened his shirt, feeling nervous as he looked around. He spotted a familiar face and relaxed a bit. He hurried over to Emmanuel, a...