Elliot Keaton
Well-Known Member
- Messages
- 768
- OOC First Name
- Pat
- Sexual Orientation
- Undecided
- Wand
- Black Walnut/ Maple Wand 12 3/4" Essence of Silver Thistle
- Age
- 4/1998
Elliot made her way down the street from the Three Broomsticks to her flat. She was nervous, yet excited at the same time. It was hard to imagine that she was taking Trip home, to love with her, she had only just met him, but she didn't care, she felt like she had known him forever. "I'm sure I can put up with you." She said rolling her eyes, "I wouldn't have asked you to stay if I thought otherwise." She continued laughing, recieving his kiss happily.
After a few, too, short minutes, they arrived at her flat. Opening the door she led him up the stairs to the main part of the flat. She opened the door and pulled him in enthiastically. Letting go of his hand she loved into the middle of the room, spread out her arms and said, "Welcome home." beaming. "I told you, it's not much, but it's home." She said with a sigh, taking of her jacket, throwing it lightly on the couch, "Sorry about the mess, I wasn't exactly expecting guests when I left this morning." She added with a small laugh.
After a few, too, short minutes, they arrived at her flat. Opening the door she led him up the stairs to the main part of the flat. She opened the door and pulled him in enthiastically. Letting go of his hand she loved into the middle of the room, spread out her arms and said, "Welcome home." beaming. "I told you, it's not much, but it's home." She said with a sigh, taking of her jacket, throwing it lightly on the couch, "Sorry about the mess, I wasn't exactly expecting guests when I left this morning." She added with a small laugh.