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Post by MCKENNA ROSE CAULDWELL on May 24, 2012 23:34:10 GMT -5
It really wasn't uncommon for her to sneak off the grounds of Hogwarts, she had done so many a time before and so actually getting off the grounds wasn't something that she found to be all that challenging. Sitting back in one of the old chairs in the dimly lit little inn, pushing some of that blonde hair from her face as she scanned for that one particular boy that she had invited here. It was the perfect place, if anyone bothered to ask her about some of her 'hide aways'. McKenna could order food if she wanted to, she knew some of the bartenders around here and never really had a problem getting drinks from them as long as she puffed up her chest and did a little flirting with them. And then on top of it all, when McKenna felt like having her real fun she had no problem obtaining one of their rooms for a few hours, or the night if she really needs it.
Yes, McKenna Cauldwell was not the best little girl in the world, and she'd done many a thing that she should probably be ashamed of but when it came down to it McKenna viewed it simply as a bit of fun. Maybe at the expense of others from time to time, but as long as it wasn't her getting hurt then she didn't seem to have a problem with it, besides the boys she had her fun with often seemed to understand that feelings were not allowed. That things like the L word should never be spoken unless they want things right the and there to come to an end without much of a second chance. No, McKenna Cauldwell would never open herself up to something like thing, she wouldn't take the chance of getting thrown aside and hurt.
Ordering herself something to drink and a snack as a waiter passed by she sighed and glanced to the side of the shady old building, looking to the clock she pursed her lips together. "Come on Farmboy, how long you going to keep me waiting?" she grumbled with a rather annoyed tone starting to sound within her voice before finding herself fiddling with the ends of some of the blonde hair.
word count. 378
notes. impatient mckenna is impatient.
tag. ramsey
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Post by RAMSEY BRUIS SMITH on May 26, 2012 2:24:42 GMT -5
Ramsey straightened his green bow tie, it was not often that he sneaked of the grounds of Hogwarts. However, as of late, when ever he was sneaking off it was to meet McKenna Cauldwell. Sure, around most people she was an absolute bitch to him, but when they were alone she was an alright gal. Plus, being seen around school talking to a major babe had its major benefits. She was also pretty cool to hang around when she didn't care who was around her. Those were the times when Ramsey was glad to be friends with spunky blonde. She was a good kid, despite her badass persona. Although, he could not argue with a girl that wanted his body. After all, who was he to reject them? If only they would throw themselves at him. That would be nice for once.
He trudged his way along the pathway, a black hood covering his bright red hair. Once he was on the outskirts of Hogsmeade that was away from the school he pulled his hood down. He could see the faint candlelight in the Hog's Head. He wondered why the owner never bothered upgrading to electricity. Seriously, in this day and age wizards and witches should have at least given the chance to have electricity in their homes! He loved returning home and just staring at the refrigerator in the house for the first five days of summer. Ramsey pushed the door to the shabby inn and scanned the bar area for the wild card of a blonde.
"There she is!" Ramsey shouted as soon as he saw McKenna. He took a seat next to her and shot up two fingers to the bartender to signify how many drinks he wanted. "So, why the Hog's Head and why so late? Wait, don't tell me, you just want to get in my pants. That's it; no other explanation," he joked. There was no chance that a girl like McKenna Cauldwell would go for a man like him. Ramsey pulled off his sweatshirt, revealing a very bold sweater vest over a polo, complimented with his favorite green bow tie.
words: 357
tag: mckenna cauldwell
notes: I almost wrote alo a few times
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Post by MCKENNA ROSE CAULDWELL on May 29, 2012 23:39:34 GMT -5
Sure, McKenna knew well enough that Ramsey Smith was the dork, the never-wanna-grow-up sort of dude from their year, but hey he'd proven to be one of the easier people to be around within their vast circles. One of those people where McKenna didn't always need to act like the Queen Bitch that she so often was, and even though she would never actually say it, she liked spending time with him. A smiled flickered across her face as she heard what Ramsey must have considered a greeting and her light colored eyes darted over to the red head and couldn't help but shake her head and give him an eye roll of sorts. Honestly, always so energetic and loud, but she guessed that it was just another one of those things that she secretly liked about the other, he was different than all the other boys that she would normally associate herself with.
"Sex on the brain again, is it Farm boy?" Arching a brow as McKenna leaned back in her chair and studied Ramsey for a moment. "Seems rather pervy," not that she could blame him, for a girl she could say that she often found her mind wandering off to such things, but that was just another thing McKenna often added to the do not speak out loud group. A sort of guilty pleasure for her, and on top of that she certainly wouldn't mind having a go with Ramsey, that was, as long as no one else ever found out that she actually gave into the red headed lust seeker. McKenna tore at one of the napkins placed at the old table and bit the bottom of her lip, before she looked back to him with a slight smirk. "But who knows Farmboy, maybe one of these days you'll end up getting lucky."
Though, like she had somewhat planned if she felt like getting some tonight she was at least in a place where all they had to do was go right up stairs and get themselves a room. And McKenna seriously doubted it would take much prompting from herself to get a certain farm boy up those steps with her, he was just as ready to go for it as she was, was he not? "Tell me Farmboy, anything good going for you lately?" she asked with another raised brow as she folded her arms over her chest. Again her eyes came to study his features carefully, something which she found herself always doing when it came to those she talked to, but for some reason or another she always made note to take careful attention to how Ramsey would react to different statements and questions that would come from her.
word count. 462
tag. ramsey
notes. hahaha right? I almost typed Mini a few times.
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