He was tired, cold, and lonely. It had been so long since he'd really sat down to a conversation with one of his fellow students and it was beginning to frustrate him. Loosely gripping the handle of his mug, Blaise downed the remainder of the Butterbeer and continued to sit in his sleep-deprived, contemplative silence.
Post by *~*Emily*~* on Nov 24, 2005 16:30:28 GMT -5
Emily walked in to the Three Broomsticks and saw a boy sitting all by himself and walked over to him and said "mind if i sit?" trying to be cheerful, which was hard for Emily's mood was a bit down today
It amazes me how exciting life can be but when i fall a sleep, i seem to miss the most exciting parts and when i wake up, i have no idea why so much has changed and thus, feeling left out.