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[boutant]

There's sand in my popcorn.

[ A slight shrug, and she dumps the handful before setting the bucket aside. She seems to have not noticed the fact that she's wearing makeup, a short red dress, or fishnets. Instead, she's acting like it's a totally normal day. And it is. It's just... sexier than usual. ]

I guess I shouldn't be eating popcorn before lunch anyway. I'll pick some more up later; hopefully it'll be sand-free.

((ooc: Feel free to reply to her post or to bump into her out and about; she'll be buying herself some popcorn and doing a few other things before heading home. Also this is why I shouldn't write posts at 2 am.))

Comments

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[feorge]

Looks to me as though you're wearing a bit of thread tied together. Those aren't clothes.

[ IT'S SCANDALOUS and also: she is gross. Gross, I tell you. ]

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[boutant]

It's a dress, Fred. Well, and fishnets. It's definitely clothing, though.

[ She's only gross because his brother's staked his claim and he knows it. ]

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[feorge]

They're rags, love. The sort we'd find in Knockturn Alley.

[ He does know it, and that's what makes it absolutely revolting. ]

[ video ]

[boutant]

In where?

[ Well, at least she knows what it's like to be Ginny now, with Weasleys constantly attempting to cover her up. ]

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[feorge]

Unsightly place on the darker side of magic. 's not the sort you'd like to go with.

[ She will wear three layers at all times and she will like it. ]

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[boutant]

[ Looking down... ]

And they wear fishnets there?

[ On the bright side, she wears three layers most of the time anyway. ]

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[feorge]

They'll whatever rubbish they can find down there.

[ Which is the far classier side of sexy, I mean really no, not really. ]

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[boutant]

Well, this isn't rubbish. It's new.

[ And Eames is encouraging her to buy more, sob. ]

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[feorge]

Which only makes this all the more tragic. Honestly, what's th--

[ Wait. Wait, something catches his eye and it's not the provocative nature of her clothes this time. ]

What's that on your wrist there?

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[boutant]

It's not tragic.

[ Wait, wha--

Oh. Shit. ]

The cat scratched me.

[ Or she ripped an IV out of her wrist. Whatever. ]

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[feorge]

[ /eyebrow ]

Your cat.

[ Really? Really? ]

[boutant]

Well, Yusuf's cat, technically.

[ Because there's no way Biscuit could have done that to her arm. ]

[feorge]

And does Yusuf's cat happen to have a particularly menacing hook for a paw?

[ Because Fred has the very vague feeling that This Does Not Make Sense. ]

[boutant]

Have you seen her? She's huge.

[feorge]

Must be, to manage that monstrosity.

[boutant]

She nearly took down a fawn.

[ Granted the fawn was Arthur, but, well. Still. ]

[feorge]

So then you've rather been attacked by a lion.

[ Sounds like Crookshanks. And all the more fishy. ]

[boutant]

Well, the fawn was trying to drink out of her saucer of milk.

[ She will go with this cat thing as long as she can. ]

[feorge]

[ ... uh huh. ]

Oh, do continue. I love a good story about the struggles between fawn and lioness. Always have a happy ending.

[boutant]

Only because I intervened before she could murder him.

[ She shakes her head. ]

My roommates and I seem to have a habit of being turned into animals.

[feorge]

That how you ended up with a hoove to the arm?

[boutant]

Yeah. I was turned into a cheetah and I was really, really hungry.

[feorge]

... You didn't.

[boutant]

Eat the horse? No, being kicked and having its rider shoot at me were enough to make it clear that was a bad idea.

[feorge]

[ He can't help it, he has to laugh. ]

So much for a pleasant supper.