Juliet Belle Mackenzie, Gryffindor, 17, happy
Juliet Belle Mackenzie, Gryffindor, 17, happy
[darts after him, laughing] I HAVE EXCELLENT BANANA AIM, YOU BETTER WATCH YOURSELF, LUIGI.
IT’S SPENCER. DON’T MAKE ME CHOOSE RAINBOW ROAD FIRST! [Snorts and yells loudly as he runs through the doors]
AND I’M JULES. NICE TO MEET YOU. [throws her books to some unsuspecting acquaintance or something because omg this is epic] PLEASE, I COULD BEAT YOUR ASS WITH BOWSER AND A HAND TIED BEHIND MY BACK.
*smirks* Grab your books? Actually, we’ll head to my office, more privacy.
[gathers her things up, smirking]
[her face lights up as she realises what he’s referencing, being half muggle and all] I CHALLENGE THEE TO A GAME OF MARIOKART.
CHALLENGE ACCEPTED. [Starts sprinting towards the entrance hall because HOLY SHIT he has a Gamecube at his house] I call Koopa and Paratroopa!
[darts after him, laughing] I HAVE EXCELLENT BANANA AIM, YOU BETTER WATCH YOURSELF, LUIGI.
I don’t want splinters, though. I read about that once.
It’ll be fine.
[smirks] Alright then.
[eyes him] Your real name is Luigi?
I’m a plumber. I’m related to a red dude named Mario who gets all the hot chicks.
[her face lights up as she realises what he’s referencing, being half muggle and all] I CHALLENGE THEE TO A GAME OF MARIOKART.
Ah, to hell with it. [smirks and presses her lips to his hotly, abandoning her books]
*smirks against her lips* If you really want that attitude, we could find a tree to hide behind and get naked, have some real fun.
I don’t want splinters, though. I read about that once.
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[her smile falters slightly as she’s caught by surprise] Oh, right, I almost forgot about your son.
[notices the surprise and licks her lips before swallowing] You never did meet him, did you?
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Oh, god, I’d go MENTAL!
Oh trust me, I did. But I couldn’t eat it around Hunter because all he ever wants is food. He’s getting pudgy. [grins] But a cute pudgy.
*grins and presses close to her, slipping a hand down her front* We’re in public, so try not to draw attention to yourself.
Ah, to hell with it. [smirks and presses her lips to his hotly, abandoning her books]
Oh? What are you, then? Who, I should ask.
Told you, I’m Luigi. [Grins] But I’m not Italian.
[eyes him] Your real name is Luigi?
