Morse Macnair
Gryffindor
Fifth Year
Praying for some peace of mind
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Post by Morse Macnair on Dec 29, 2008 12:09:51 GMT -5
( :x )
"... " Morse raised a brow at melissa's dumb ass fruity response. What kind of guy in their right mind would actually do any of that? and more importantly.. why the hell did Churro care enough to ask, as if the reason wasn't already apparent enough. Yeah, so maybe he had a small hunch about his friend being interested in some broad but, he wasn't about to accept the terms. He wasn't ready to deal with some wench whining about.. wenchy things. "... Yeah.. you go ahead and do that ese" he grinned. "and while your at it, you might as well go borrow one of melissa's dresses to wear." ...If it weren't for him, Churro would be some girl grubbing bastard, carrying around books and all that other crap. Girls had two hands, they were perfectly capable of holding their own books. And as for writing their name on a notebook... he couldnt even begin to understand the purpose of that.
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Post by Melissa Madison on Dec 29, 2008 16:58:52 GMT -5
Melissa shot him a dirty look which he couldn't see anyway, since she was flat on her back and too lazy to site back up. Whose side was he on, anyway? Big jerk. She had forgotten that most guys stick together. Was this a time of change? Was Mori sempai no longer her comrade at arms, their concentrated goal to band together and torment Churro? Was he now--god help her---a guy?
"Shut it. Oh, wait...I suppose you're drawing on your experience from the vast number of girls that threw themselves at you at the ball hunh?" she countered dryly. Yeah it was a mean shot, but she was running out of ammo. Big jerk. How could he take Churro's side...unless it was a warning to cool it down...that had to be it! He was still on her side! She needed to be more subtle and that was his way of telling her! Feeling a bit guilty now, she resolved to make him some cookies that night...she'd make them for all of them, but his would have sprinkles xp.
"I know what I'm talking about...I'm a girl, remember? Ok...maybe the name on your notebook is a bit much...you should wait till your first REAL date...but you should still hold the doors for her, and carry her books and stuff...it's gentlemanly" she stressed, hoping his grandfather mentioned that to him at some point. She bit her lip and thought for a moment. They were guys. Admittedly, moronic guys at times, but still guys. ..why wasn't she drilling them for info also?
"Ummm..yeah..So...what do guys like..I mean, if one of you were going out with say...Isis...or ummm. Autumn..." she choked out a not so subtle hint for Mori-sempai, "what would you like about them? Or for them to do?"
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Post by Acamapichtli Arroyo on Dec 29, 2008 22:08:39 GMT -5
Carrying books, doodling in notebooks....wtf? Once again, Churro had reason to believe that Melissa was under the influence of something strong. How the hell would he benefit from writing a girl's name in his notebook? Only girls did meaningless crap like that. If anything, she'd think he was a stalker. As usual, Melissa had no idea what she was talking about.
Mo wasn't any better.
Ha, the poor idiot was just jealous because he spent the entire Yule Ball making conversation with the centerpiece. He was obviously envious of Churro's charm and good looks.
"What in the world are you morons going on about? I said HYPOTHETICALLY. Meaning, the question has nothing to do with me and I was just...curious. So I'm not writing anybody's name in my notebook and I'm not carrying books or holding doors for some lazy wench. And there won't be any dates either. If you think I have a crush on Isis, you're dead wrong."
He once again lay flat on his back and sighed. Did he really have to go out of his way to be polite? He sure hoped not because he was one rude bastard.
Upon hearing Melissa's question, he sat up and scooted over to her. "Let's say I did like someone, which I DON'T. I would probably like it if umm...they smelled nice. Like those fruity scent crap girls are into....like a perfume or a shampoo. So that whenever I smell it, it reminds of that per...." He lost his train of thought for a moment and stared off into space like a school girl crushing on her biology teacher. It took a moment for Churro to snap back into reality and when he did , he was beyond embarrassed at his little display of dorkdom.
"Umm...just kidding..."
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Post by Melissa Madison on Dec 30, 2008 23:18:59 GMT -5
Melissa actually sat up to watch him while he was talking. She blinked, and kept silent, which was kind of weird for her. It was kind of interesting to watch him, it was like he was a totally different person. No sarcasm, no huge wall up against the world. She was a little confused about the perfume thing. She liked perfume of course, she just didn't wear it that much. Her own bath stuff usually smelled like strawberries n' cream, other than that she just never gave it much thought. So...this is what girls needed to do to get boys to like them? It never really interested her before, but since the ball, it had been on her mind.
"Umm...just kidding..."
She merely raised an eyebrow and deadpanned, "sure you are..." Before he could protest, she decided to try and milk this for what it was worth. Who knew when she'd get another chance to get this kind of info?
"Sooo...any kind of perfume? Fruity....or flowery? Or neither?"
Ok...that wasn't what she really wanted to ask...what she wanted to know was, if boobs were really that important. Sure she was getting there, but she had a ways to go, and she was curious as to what guys actually thought about it, if at all. Were they that important? Or was overall cuteness the deciding factor? Or was it something else entirely?
But she wasn't going to ask him that now. Things were going well so far, but she knew an abrupt change in topic direction even if it was related, would lead to snickers (and not the chocolately sugary goodness) and mocking and god only knew what else. Nope, stick to safe parts of the topic...perfume. For now.
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