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Post by Anya Delioncour on Jul 9, 2005 19:41:17 GMT -5
Long auburn-brunette flew to the side of one particular thirteen-year-old. Seated on the chase that was on the balcony, bright blue eyes darted across the pages. /Romeo, O Romeo. Where for art though, Romeo?/ That's what Anya needed right now. A Romeo or a prince charming or just a friend to stop by.
The girl was incredibly bored, having finished all her packing. Within three days time she'd be setting off for a three-week-stay with her uncle in America. She was going to visit him before he 'became a muggle', and was going to be attending his boyfriends funeral. She had only ment the boyfriend once, but he had been really cool. Even though when she first saw him he was in a dress. That had freaked her out a little.
But knowing she would miss her friends, Especially Lils and her boyfriend, Kai Charlton, she had told them they could all stop by if they wanted too. She only hoped that they would, because she was starting to get bored with reading, and the marvle of having direct access to Englands only wizarding village had worn off long ago. So she needed a 'Romeo' to come up to the balcony to see her.
Of course, she was really more of a Rapunzel than a Juliet. After all, her hair was so bloody long, and the balcony so low down, you prolly could climb up it. But if you even attempted? Let's just say you'd end up in more pain than Anya.
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