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Mate.

Mate?

MOODY / OUT OF TEN normally i'd object to that kind of attitude, but i suppose i can't really say anything at the moment given the state i am in.<i></i>

[font=lucida]In character: I have never felt so alone. I miss her more than anyone will ever know.

[center]p r o f e s s o r / o u t o f t e n can't say divination was my favourite subject, but i guess it takes a lot of guts to try and teach students.

Mate.

[font=lucida]Date, Mate, I'd take anything.

9outof10. Anna has crazy amazing banner making skills. It's so pretty. :wub:

Mate.

Mate...? Even though I know you might wanna slate me.

Mate.

OOC: The awkward moment when you wear your socks into the shower without realising. :doh:

[font=georgia] Raffael chuckled in response to Lily talking about how Sumner helps with the dishes. Had everyone grown up this much from Hogwarts? Lily looked so happy and she had completely settled down with someone. Raffael realised he had briefly had that life himself, but it seemed so far...

[font=georgia]Lily's energy was certainly refreshing in Raff's opinion. "Well that's good," Raffael smiled in response to her answer about the store. He remembered how stressed Taylor's Mother could get when she owned Flourish and Blotts some time ago when he was staying at her home. Especially...

[color=black][size=50]No, I'm afraid I haven't. Although I'm sure I would be THIS excited if I had. =))[hr]TPBM is a Batman fan. :woot:

[font=georgia]Raffael suddenly found himself with arms full of Lily and he gave her a squeeze in return. "It's great to see you too!" Raffael said truthfully, feeling his spirits lifting as his attention was distracted away from his gloom. Raff glanced up at the shop to see where he was, as he...

[font=georgia]After only a second more of debating whether Raffael would identify her, Lily beat him to the punch. She had a tiny bit of uncertainty in her voice and Raffael couldn't really blame her. His square jaw was lined with a light stubble and he had done a lot of growing up since school...

[font=georgia] Raffael pulled his hand out of his hair, once he was sure he had messed it up as much as he could. His mind was washing over a million things, the warm Summer breeze not doing much to get the thoughts out of his head. He supposed it didn't matter. Maybe if he thought over...

Sausage.

My cat keeps running away from me.