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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2014 2:17:09 GMT -5
i've got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match, oh what a catch.
Her stupid nerves always got in the way of things. She watched Rory’s eyes flicker down to their hands and she desperately hoped that she hadn’t picked the wrong choice. It was odd, he didn’t seem upset, but the warmth in her face had spread once again, betraying her will to keep it cool. Thankfully, Rory had looked away just in time. She hoped he didn’t find her boring, or uninteresting…or too giggly. They were a bit more in her comfort zone at the moment now, however, as they sat quietly. The brief silence wasn’t a bad thing, or uncomfortable. Finn was relived to see that Rory didn’t seem to be bothered by the silence either. Some people felt so inclined to fill every gap, every breath with words, and that was certainly not Finn.
She caught his eye as he turned to explain the rules. “Doesn’t sound too hard. The sillier the better-got it!” She gave him a smile. The concept, that was. Today she seemed to be full of giggles, and that part would prove to be significantly more challenging. The first round seemed fairly easy enough, with just a slight creep of a giggle threatening to spill from her mouth. It was easy enough to swallow however, and she was up.
“Okay, okay. Here goes nothing!” Finn took a deep breath. “PICKLED TROLL FEET” She yelled in a voice that for her seemed very loud, however to the normal person it would probably seem a bit quiet for a scream. She bit her lip, making the mistake of looking over at Rory, desperately holding in a giggle. She held her breath for a few seconds before blurting out “UNICORN TURDS!” But she couldn’t hold it in any longer and let out just a hint of a laugh, trying to play it off before putting on her best poker face. “You’re up again!”
we're going down down in an earlier round , and sugar we're going down swingin.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2014 21:59:34 GMT -5
"we don't have forever baby, daylight's wasting."
Rory had to stiffle a giggle - a very masculine giggle, of course - when Finn shouted, "PICKLED TROLL FEET!" Solely because, what sort of girl would shout that. Rory had been around enough girls, in seventeen years, to know that they'd at least think twice about shouting that. If they even did. It was immature and oh-so childish. What kind of girl could Finn Longbottom be, if she did it, without little questioning and little to no hesitation. Rory sat there and watched her think up something else, deciding then that whatever type of girl she was, he adored it.
Was adore the right word? It had to be. Because, as Rory was watching Finn challenge him with, "UNICORN TURDS!" - solid choice, really - he knew he wanted to know more. He wanted to know what she thought, what her favorite color was, why she chose "unicorn turds" and why she smiled at almost everything. And, Rory had the perfect idea. He nodded his head. Unicorn turds, easy enough. Rory titled his head back and shouted it out, loudly as he could across the pitch with a slight smile - never a laugh, "UNICORN TURDS!"
But, then his hands started shaking. Because, he was trying to keep a laugh in, but he was also getting increasingly nervous. What he was about to say could go one of two ways, and Rory was really hoping for a positive reaction. He glanced at Finn a few times, biting his lip a little like he was thinking of the ultimate thing to get her laughing - he really, really hoped she wouldn't laugh. And, honestly, he was thinking of something pretty ultimate. With all the confidence he could muster, Rory closed his eyes and shouted, "FINN LONGBOTTOM, WOULD YOU GO ON A DATE WITH ME?"
Then peeked out of one eye, waiting for her response.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2014 23:44:37 GMT -5
i've got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match, oh what a catch.
Finn had been slightly desensitized growing up closely with her brother. Naturally, she didn’t go around shouting things like ‘pickled troll feet’ or ‘unicorn turds’ because, well, she didn’t really go around shouting anything period on a normal day. But today wasn’t a normal day, not in any aspect. Today she had let this charming boy with a Scottish accent fly her on his broom, despite being terrified. She was holding his hand, and she was screaming obscure things to the sky. Today was not a normal day for Finn Longbottom in any sense. She thought she saw Rory about to giggle for a second, and she realized that, despite knowing him for a short period of time, she might maybe have a bit of a small crush on him.
At least that’s the best explanation she could come up with. He made her a bit nervous, but she was addicted to every second of it. His curls, his goofy facial expressions, his spontaneity, it all appealed to her. Maybe it was the adrenaline speaking, but she wouldn’t mind doing this again. Just, without the flying. She grinned as he screamed her choice of words across the field. She’d thought it was a pretty solid choice. “Impressive, you’re much better at this than I am.” She joked. There was a pause as Rory tried to come up with what he would say. She waited patiently, trying to put back on her poker face so she wouldn’t laugh. What he said next, however, she was not expecting at ll.
It was a good thing Rory’s eyes were closed, because Finn’s almost popped out of her head. She thought her heart had stopped for second. A date?! So, maybe she hadn’t been imagining it…he had really been flirting with her. And she had been…flirting back?? Finn tried to figure out what she had overlooked before rationalizing that maybe that didn’t matter at that very second. Right now, what would she say?
A date…she’d never been on a date. She had seen plenty of couples at the Leaky Caldron on dates, most of the time it consisted of awkward snogging. No no no, there would be no snogging if she were to go on this date. But, she did want to know more about Rory Wood. She wanted to spend more time with him, she wanted to laugh at his jokes and hold his hand again. After a pause while she thought all of this through, Finn took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and yelled louder than ever,
“I WILL!”
we're going down down in an earlier round , and sugar we're going down swingin.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
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