- Messages
- 80
- OOC First Name
- Jess S
- Blood Status
- Muggle
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Avarian
- Age
- 9/15/2015 (46)
Kami paused as Ian stopped her. She stood, arms full of clothes. She raised a brow. "What...?" She started but stopped as he pulled out a... a stick and with a wave, Arthur's room cleaned itself. She stood there as Ian kissed her forehead, shock keeping her still. "Well," She managed after a moment. "You'll certainly come in useful around the house," She teased. "Cleaning the room, fixing my vase. What is there you can't do?" She asked, curious. She stepped closer and stood on tiptoe, one hand on his arm while the other arm was still full of clothes. Just before her lips could touch his, her phone rang. She nearly jumped out of her skin, laundry spilling from her arms as she stepped back. She gave Ian an apologetic smile as she pulled her phone from her pocket.
"Hello?" She put the phone to her ear. A deep voice answered the other end, sounding rushed. Kami chuckled. "What, no, no, I'm fine, I, ah, I overslept. I'll be there soon. I promise." She stepped away a bit again, a warm smile on her face. "No, I don't need you to come to get me. What am I, five? I'll be there in fifteen minutes. Relax." The voice chattered in her ear a moment. "Uh-huh. Love you too, kill-joy. Bye." She hung up, putting the phone back in her pocket before turning back to Ian. "Hey, I'm sorry, but I need to go. Do you... um, would you maybe want to come over for dinner tonight?" She asked shyly, fiddling with the hem of one of the shirts in her arms.
"Hello?" She put the phone to her ear. A deep voice answered the other end, sounding rushed. Kami chuckled. "What, no, no, I'm fine, I, ah, I overslept. I'll be there soon. I promise." She stepped away a bit again, a warm smile on her face. "No, I don't need you to come to get me. What am I, five? I'll be there in fifteen minutes. Relax." The voice chattered in her ear a moment. "Uh-huh. Love you too, kill-joy. Bye." She hung up, putting the phone back in her pocket before turning back to Ian. "Hey, I'm sorry, but I need to go. Do you... um, would you maybe want to come over for dinner tonight?" She asked shyly, fiddling with the hem of one of the shirts in her arms.