- Messages
- 4,055
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Spanish Cedar 14" Core of Werewolf fur and Phoenix feather.
- Age
- 2/2009
It was December; the epitome of cold. Yet outside is where Abigail Lurken sat, bundled up in a black leather jacket she had "borrowed" from a Hufflepuff girl she didn't know - nor care to find - the name of.
Her intoxicating gaze set upon a bed of welted roses, she frowned through her eyes but the right corner of her lips twitched upwards into a smile; today had been a good day for her. But then again any day that she decided to actually get out of bed was one.
Abbey raised her fridged hands to her mouth and exhaled deeply, in attempts to warm her dainty fingers. She sighed as she raised her left hand higher up on her face and rubbed her left eye vigorously as she lowered her right onto her lap.
She put her hand back on her lap and interlaced it with her other hands' fingers. She closed her violet eyes for a fraction of a second, only because she had heard footsteps come towards her. Her heart speed up nervously, and she tore her hands apart from each other and gripped the end of her shirt tightly.
Please be someone I know, she thought anxiously as she scanned the rose bush and landed upon the entrance. She smiled as she saw that the person that had entered was a familiar face, and one that she enjoyed the company of, Theodore Snow. Her eyes lit up with gentle joy, and her cheeks suddenly flushed at the sight of him.
As she set her gaze on his cool green eyes she raised her hand and ran her fingers through her long brown locks, then let her fingers become easily entangled with the ends of her hair, she flashed Theo a pretty smile before getting her hand out of her hair and putting it on the wooden bench she sat on.
Abbey nudged her head to the left, indicating Theo to come sit beside her, as she put the hand that lay on her lap on the bench right beside her thin legs. She hunched over lightly so her arms were locked straight, then kicked the drifting snow beneath her with her left foot then her right, swinging as if they were pendulums as she looked back over to him and mouthed, Hey you.
Sorry lame post
Her intoxicating gaze set upon a bed of welted roses, she frowned through her eyes but the right corner of her lips twitched upwards into a smile; today had been a good day for her. But then again any day that she decided to actually get out of bed was one.
Abbey raised her fridged hands to her mouth and exhaled deeply, in attempts to warm her dainty fingers. She sighed as she raised her left hand higher up on her face and rubbed her left eye vigorously as she lowered her right onto her lap.
She put her hand back on her lap and interlaced it with her other hands' fingers. She closed her violet eyes for a fraction of a second, only because she had heard footsteps come towards her. Her heart speed up nervously, and she tore her hands apart from each other and gripped the end of her shirt tightly.
Please be someone I know, she thought anxiously as she scanned the rose bush and landed upon the entrance. She smiled as she saw that the person that had entered was a familiar face, and one that she enjoyed the company of, Theodore Snow. Her eyes lit up with gentle joy, and her cheeks suddenly flushed at the sight of him.
As she set her gaze on his cool green eyes she raised her hand and ran her fingers through her long brown locks, then let her fingers become easily entangled with the ends of her hair, she flashed Theo a pretty smile before getting her hand out of her hair and putting it on the wooden bench she sat on.
Abbey nudged her head to the left, indicating Theo to come sit beside her, as she put the hand that lay on her lap on the bench right beside her thin legs. She hunched over lightly so her arms were locked straight, then kicked the drifting snow beneath her with her left foot then her right, swinging as if they were pendulums as she looked back over to him and mouthed, Hey you.
Sorry lame post