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Post by nolanpetter on Jun 8, 2011 22:45:14 GMT
  Whether it was plain curiosity or a horrific case of boredom, Nolan found himself sitting down at a table in a tea shop. There were three major problems with this picture. One, he hated tea, two, he wasn't with anyone, and three, he really wasn't THAT gay. He fumbled over the idea of just ordering a cup of tea and the asking for a bucket of sugar cubes. Then it occurred to him that the shop owner or waitress might look at him funny and wonder if he escaped from a 12 step program.
With that idea still frolicking through his head he leaned back on a chair watching everyone else intensely. He stared at a girl for the longest time trying to mentally send subliminal images into her cranium. This theory appeared ineffective because she didn't even seem to notice he was staring at her. So after a few moments he turned his attention to someone else trying the same thing. He wondered if he could noodlize his brain by trying so hard. If he hadn't already noodilized it.
What the hell? What kind of word was noodilizing? Or noodlized? He must have hit his head on the way in, maybe the smell of tea was causing hives to spread across his brain. Nolan's eyes flickered to the door as he smirked amusingly at himself, he really was bored and it was beginning to show, he had even crossed his legs and started tapping on the table as if he was waiting for his husband to get there and act like he wanted to rebuild their relationship. Okay Okay, now that was going to far, Nolan uncrossed his legs and tried to reposition himself without feeling like he was blatantly screaming, I AM GAY!
Its not that he cared people knew he was Bi, gay or otherwise it was just that he wasn't all to sure he liked being a stereotype, okay he kind of liked being flamboyant at times and even having sleepovers with old girlfriends, moreover, girls who are or were friends.
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Post by annie louise carter on Jun 9, 2011 20:23:19 GMT
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Annie's fingers drummed the counter and she cast looks around to see if the waitress was on her way. Of course not. There wasn't anyone she knew around but she wasn't in the mood to be alone. Great. And then she felt like someone was staring at her, but every person she looked at was all looking away. Annie spent a few minutes mentally going through what their stories could be, and why they'd chosen to come here. She came up with secret rendezvous, hatching plans and just wanting a cup of tea. None of them were really completely interesting to her, because, well, she wasn't in the mood to learn about secret affairs or other such things, and she just couldn't care less. Turning around again, she met the eyes of a boy for a second, although he was already turning to look away, so he didn't seem to notice. Grand, there was her table. She wandered across and sat down in a chair. "Sorry, but were you looking at something? You know, staring at someone so hard that they can feel it isn't nice, it's kind of stalkerish and creepy. I've already got one stalker, I'd appreciate it if he ended up being the only one climbing into my bathroom window, thanks."
[/color] she started a little annoyed. She didn't like people looking. Alright, so the clothes she was wearing were quite tight fitting. She had her skinny jeans on that did make it clear that she had a good body, and she had her colourful glasses perched on her head, drawing even more attention as per usual. Not that she needed that, her hair did that trick. And then there was her bright red jacket, hanging unzipped to reveal a shirt that clung to her body again. Why wouldn't guys look, right? But staring so obviously? And besides, she was taken. Well, kind of. That was weird, why did she think that? Not to mention the fact that she wasn't going to fool around with anyone who gave her a second look, that would be slutty, and Annie Carter was not a slut. She'd only had sex with one man in her entire life, and she was in lo- Woah there. She didn't like where that sentence was going. Annie zipped up her jacket and rolled her eyes. "Well?"[/color] she prompted, wanting to know what he had to say for his self. She was not impressed, no, not at all.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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Post by nolanpetter on Jun 9, 2011 21:03:29 GMT
Alright so maybe he was here because he wanted to pick up some chick or guy, or both, hey he didn’t really care either way. It was however not Nolan’s intention to piss anyone off, now of course he knew that staring at someone long enough would probably get on their nerves, heck that kind of thing annoyed him.
Nolan wasn’t totally together when the red headed girl came storming over to his table, well she didn’t storm per se, just, it was totally unexpected that she might as well have been a dancing purple dinosaur. He blinked a few times as she began to talk, he caught half of what she said and then sat there, staring at her, totally taken aback. Where the hell had she even come from? His mind drifted and then it occurred to him that she must have been the girl he was mentally calling to, or trying at least and now he had miffed her off a bit.
Scarlet Petter shook himself mentally bringing his attention fully back to the girl again as she addressed him a second time. She was clearly expecting an apology or maybe for him to get down on his knees and beg for her forgiveness. He didn’t take into account that she was one good looking chick. He had already noticed that dozens of minutes ago, but his brain hadn’t dared to even consider approaching her, her body language screamed, ya better be careful what ya say. Now he had to find a way of calming her down, without pissing her off. His gazed dropped as he scanned the table, he reached over pulling the bowl of sugar cubs next to him over in front of him as he began to stack them into a pyramid. Then he began to think of a smart way to get himself out of his current situation.
“I don’t think I could ever get through your window, either because it’s surrounded by man eating tigers or because I would have to climb and seeing as I am terrified of falling…” He paused looking up at her as he began a second pyramid. He used his free hand to remove his blue fedora as he sat it down on the table next to him.”I apologize though; I wasn’t trying to be a creep, unless you like creeps, because that’s totally kinky, but my real intention was trying to send messages into your mind via telepathy, but seeing as it didn’t work.” He placed a sugar cube in his mouth bringing his gaze back to her.”Your hair is rather startling…” He winced at his comment. It sounded like he was trying to charm her into forgetting that he had been acting like a total creep. Brilliant. He wouldn’t blame her if she slapped him or something, perhaps he would save her the trouble and slap himself.
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Post by annie louise carter on Jun 12, 2011 14:24:28 GMT
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -* have you forgotten what she looks like , [/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/center] Annie had come here with no intention of taking anyone home, or going back with anyone. She wasn't going to do that for multiple reasons. One, she wasn't a slut. Two, she might possibly feel quite guilty considering this whole Trevor thing. She'd thought she was pregnant for goodness sake, and now that she wasn't, she sort of didn't know where she stood, to be honest. He'd stopped her from walking away, and he was so calm and he apologised for freaking out and saying some mean stuff, and he'd seen her cry. She'd never cried in front of a guy before, and he'd wiped her tears away. What was she supposed to think. Ok, it was time to admit it a little bit. That had kind of made her fall a little tinsy bit in love with him. HA, yeah right, Trevor Schumacher? Of course not, that would be wrong and impossible and, and, and, dangerous. He could hurt her. But it would explain why she didn't want anyone else.
It was clear that Annie was confused about how she was feeling, and the hot chocolate was intended to make her feel better. Maybe she should have gone for the alcohol instead. And now this creep was here, staring at her, and all she was trying to do was figure out where her head was at, enjoy her hot chocolate, and then try to stop thinking about that idiotic Trevor for all of five minutes. He could have been the father to her first child. That was a scary thought. "What? Man eating tigers? Oh yeah, because they let me keep them in Hogsmede, that makes sense. You're weirder than I thought, and I mean that in a bad way."
[/color] she said, crossing her arms and giving him a skeptical look. Who did he think he was, talking to her like that? She could have him put away in some sort of mental institution for those weird comments. Maybe that wasn't a bad idea. "You have some weird fetishes too, little boy. Listen here, ok? Being a creep isn't hot or kinky, and it's not what I go for. I'd also like to point out that if that was some sort of pick up line, I'm already kind of taken. So back off"[/color] that was a tinsy bit of a lie, but she didn't want his advances and maybe that would deter him a bit. What was that about her hair? "And what's that supposed to mean?"[/color] She asked, raising her eyebrows and daring him to say something bad.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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Post by nolanpetter on Jun 12, 2011 16:01:47 GMT
Nolan liked this chick, no in that way of course, just her overall attitude, now granted she was yelling at him and clearly pissed off at him but something about her expression and kick ass demanor made him chuckle to himself. She was the kind of girl who would kick a guy in the balls just cause he looked at her funny. Thank god she hadn't found a true reason to kick him yet, he'd rather not be on the ground gasping in pain. Still he thought he would love to get to know this girl and everything she was about, she reminded him of the true die hard kids he had seen when he was in Hogwarts. The ones who weren't afriad of anything and if they were they damn well wouldn't show it.
Petter sighed and rolled his eyes pushing the sugar cube pyramid toward the red head."Weird, well if I am weird I can always get weirder just for you" Nolan blinked, what the hell did he just say? What kind of sentence was that?"Wait wait, don't hit me, I didn't mean that....god I sound like Trevor..." Nolan massaged his forehead."Can we start over please?' He looked at her sighing."My name is Nolan Petter...you?' He tried to ignore her comment about him being a creeper, which she had stated more then once, he wasn't being a creeper, okay maybe the kinky thing, and the weird thing sounded creepy but it wasn't like he was trying to kidnap her or something.
He realized his comment on her hair might have gotten him into more trouble when he realized what he actually wanted to say about it was more of a compliment.'Its really cool actually, alot more exciting then what I have seen in awhile...I mean its the color of my middle name." He paused."My middle name is Scarlet by the way...I know its really stupid for a guy, but I didn't choose it." He went back to his sugar cube building waiting for her to walk off in disgust or something, its not like he wasn't trying to be civil and polite.
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Post by annie louise carter on Jun 15, 2011 10:36:20 GMT
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -* have you forgotten what she looks like , [/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/center] Annie Carter didn't like this guy. To be honest, at the moment he sounded like a creep and gave her an uneasy feeling. She didn't trust him, for some reason, and maybe it was because she didn't trust random strangers straight off the bat. If she did, she couldn't blame anyone but herself if they ended up hurting her. Better to be safe than sorry, right. At least he hadn't really given her enough reason to attempt to circumcise him with her foot yet. When she did that, it was best to get as far away as possible and never look back, because it would only get worse. Annie Carter had enough creeps around her in the castle, she didn't want them around her here too, this was her place to escape them. Maybe she needed to go elsewhere, this was so close to the castle. Of course that would probably be breaking the rules, but when had Annie ever listened. She had started dating Christopher in the middle of the forbidden forest, and in case you didn't know, that forest was, well, forbidden. And Annie had still gone in there for a stroll around. Sure, it was dangerous, but she had never been the type to run away from fear. No, instead, she was the type to avoid love. When it came to beasts in the forest and someone knowing her heart as well as she did, well, she knew which one could hurt her more.
"If you're going to get anything, you want to look into finding some tact first. You've got an excess of weirdness and are lacking tact. I think that's obvious"
[/color] Annie replied, raising an eyebrow. "Oh and just to clarify, I don't want you to do anything for me. There is nothing you could do for me that would make me want to have sex with you. Just to clarify."[/color] Annie replied, sighing. What, did he think she was some kinky weirdo who had odd sexual fantisies and who happened to be easy? No. He couldn't just pick her up like that, and besides, she was kind of taken by- "Trevor? Trevor who?"[/color] she asked, her heart almost stopping when she heard his name. Why did even hearing his name immediately wake her up and make her feel alert? Weird. "Annie. I won't tell you my last name, it'll make it easier for you to stalk me"[/color] she replied, doubting whether she should have even mentioned her first name. But then if he knew Trevor... Wait, when did that start being reassuring? She knew what Trevor was like. Jumping from woman to woman, drinking as much as he could handle and then having some more. Living to have fun. Why did the fact that this kid knew Trevor make her feel a little reassured that he wasn't a creep? It should have had the opposite effect. Annie was waiting for him to say something bad so that she could punch him, but then he came out with that compliment and it threw her off for a moment. "Yeah, well, what?"[/color] she asked, wondering why it seemed to change from an insult to a compliment. Unless he sensed that he was going to get punched if he said something bad. "Scarlet? For a guy? Really? Poor kid."[/color] Annie said, knowing that she'd never do that to a guy, as no doubt he'd been bullied a little for that at some point in his life. Although he was just as likely to get bullied for sounding like a creeper. At least he seemed to be civil. He'd not thrown out too many terrible sexual remarks yet. That was a good start.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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Post by nolanpetter on Jun 15, 2011 21:04:00 GMT
He was hardly being a creep, he had said a couple things that were a bit off putting maybe but in general he didn't actually ask her to come over her nor did he acknowledge her when he stared at her, he was just observing everyone and she had gotten the most attention from his gaze. She could have choose not to come over here and totally avoided this conversation all togehter. Thats what Nolan would have done, but apparantly this girl wasn't sensible and wasn't into doing things normally. In fact she might as well have been a giant panda crashing her way through the shop. It would have saved Nolan alot of trouble because all he would have had to do was get up and walk out, now he had no choice but to stay.
Petter ignored her comments about having sex with her and what not choosing to act like she didnt say them. Instead he latched onto her suprised reaction to the name Trevor and rolled with it smirking slightly. "Trevor Schumacher...ya know, the crazy kid with a mental disability, or kid who should have one." He laughed knocking over his sugar tower."Why you know him?" He asked softly as he directed his attention back to her. So the chicks name was Annie, that was interesting. He hadn't thought her an Annie, maybe a Penelope or a Rose but not an Annie. Well his name radar had gone out the window.
Again he had to think for a little bit and then he replied."Its just really nice, is it all natural or did you dye it such a stunning color?" He was curious, it was an unusual red, even for a red head, he was curious if she had seen that color and decided she wanted it or if she had always had it that way. Again Nolan decided to ignore her comment about his name and as a hot chocolate was set down infront of her he orderd coffee and pushed the sugar cubes back in the bowl as the waitress glared at him.
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Post by annie louise carter on Jun 24, 2011 14:17:02 GMT
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -* have you forgotten what she looks like , [/font] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -[/center] Annie didn't like this guy. She didn't know why, but you know when you get the feeling that you wouldn't be able to stand too much of someone? Yeah, that was the feeling that she got right here. She didn't know why, but maybe he would be easy enough to handle in small doses, but anything more than an hour and you might need some recovery time. She was totally just thinking about the feelings she got, here, and she could be way off base, but the fact was that she didn't feel like she could spend hours with this guy. Maybe it was because of all the time he'd have to make more creepy comments like that. She knew that she could have avoided coming over here, but she didn't appreciate being stared at like that, like she was in a zoo, his to perv on or something, it wasn't nice, and she didn't like it. Some people, sure, they could get away with it. Namely, Trevor, alright? But not this kid, she didn't know him at all, and she didn't like the comments he'd made either. It wasn't nice, maybe she could call it sexual harassment. It probably did come under that really, not that she was going to do anything about it, unless she tried something else that she didn't like, something serious.
She couldn't believe that he knew Trevor. Of course he did, he was just the creepy type to hang around with Trevor. But she thought that he may have had better taste in friends there, not creeps like this. Damn him for picking out the weird ones sometimes. She was weird, yeah, but she was good weird, and this wasn't the case for this kid. Or at least, that wasn't the impression she got. "Yeah, he's my- well. It's complicated."
[/color] She paused, heaving a sigh. It wasn't like she was completely comfortable just throwing it out there, but it was true, and he was probably the only one who didn't know. "He's my fuck buddy, if you must know."[/color] Annie murmured in a low voice. She didn't want the whole of the Hogsmede staff knowing who she was jumping into bed with, and especially not the circumstances which it was under. But they had an arrangement that seemed to work out well for them at the end of the day, so it wasn't really anything to be ashamed of. "It's naturally red, I just enhanced it a bit with magic. Like, made the colour more prominent"[/color] She replied with a shrug, running her hands through her hair out of habit. Had she picked that up from Trevor too, or was she imagining that he did that? Maybe she did that before. Yeah, she totally did that first. Annie took a sip of her hot chocolate and thanked the waitress with a smile. She liked the staff in here, and there was no reason not to have manners after all.[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote][/justify] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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