088.

[hexuality]

Well, look at that—four years to the day, City. And really, it's been such a pleasure. Do I get a prize? I reckon it's deserved.

On another note, Christmas shopping for you lot is bloody difficult. You'd think a girl would learn by now.


[ooc; forward-dated to this morning. happy four year polyversary to my favourite ginger witch, here!]

Comments

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[hexuality]

Wanting someone to be "utterly flawless" isn't reasonable.

And what if I'm the one with dishonourable intentions?

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[aperfectthird]

That sounds like an excellent reason to put wards around your room. You've hired those managers for Passione, haven't you?

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[hexuality]

Working on it.

Don't you dare ward my room. I'm an adult, I can do what I want.

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[aperfectthird]

I never said you weren't.

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[hexuality]

I swear to Godric if you ward my room without my permission, I will hex you so hard, you'll be sneezing bat-bogies until next Christmas.

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[aperfectthird]

For three weeks, then?

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[hexuality]

Don't test my wand, brother dearest. I haven't had a moving target in months and I like the practice.

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[aperfectthird]

I'm not sure how much of a moving target I constitute, but I suppose I'm happy to help.

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[hexuality]

That's not the appropriate response to a threat. Then again, you're a Weasley and Merlin knows we're all daft.

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[aperfectthird]

It must run in the family.