| boot_boy in nocturne_alley @ 2003-04-29 17:19:00 |
Comments:
| petitemillicent @ 2003-04-29 03:39 pm UTC |
I have always wanted to go on a double-date with Gryffindors.
M. B.
| boot_boy @ 2003-04-29 03:57 pm UTC |
If it is I will bombard you with poetry.
Your call, really.
| petitemillicent @ 2003-04-29 03:59 pm UTC Re: |
You will allow me to pick out your dress for the date.
M. B.
 seamus_f @ 2003-04-29 04:12 pm UTC |
To Boot: F I N N I G A N. Is this so difficult?
To Dean: Taking me out means taking me out. Just me. Not a sodding cast of thousands.
This has Bad Idea written all over it.
| deanthomas @ 2003-04-29 06:13 pm UTC |
Hey...don't get too angry at Boot...he's just not any good with details...
And come on, Shay....we've been spending loads of time together, lately...we missed practically all of Lupin's party on Friday. And I was with you for Easter break. Lots and lots of, you know...bonding time. I just thought it'd be fun to do someting with our friends...?
Besides...Boot said he'd buy us dessert...
| seamus_f @ 2003-04-29 06:31 pm UTC |
Chocolate. I demand a large quantity of dark chocolate.
And really, it's not my fault I want you all to myself, all the time. It's yours.
 seamus_f @ 2003-04-29 06:42 pm UTC |
It's not my fault that you're sex on legs, or that you make that little noise when I kiss you so, or that your hand fits perfectly right there, or that when you look at me like that I can't think clearly. NONE of that is my fault.
(parent)| boot_boy @ 2003-04-29 06:44 pm UTC |
Why, Seamus, are you talking to me? I had no idea you cared.
(parent) seamus_f @ 2003-04-29 06:49 pm UTC |
I don't.
And your legs aren't that good, you know. I'd go for a low-cut thing if I were you. Take advantage of that lack of hair on your chest, and the cleavage.
 boot_boy @ 2003-04-29 06:53 pm UTC |
You're so cute when you're angry. Your ears light up like a homing beacon.
(parent)| deanthomas @ 2003-04-29 06:53 pm UTC |
Ignore the Boot. He is just jealous.
...so what was that about my little noises? I protest. Nothing about me is "little." >:)
| seamus_f @ 2003-04-29 06:59 pm UTC |
That explains all of this--nothing about Ms. Millicent is little, either. In the nicest possible way, of course.
Baby, nothing about you is little. And how. Perhaps, low hums? Wee growls?
| boot_boy @ 2003-04-29 07:02 pm UTC |
Rearrange these words to form a sentence, FinnIgan.
Room.
A.
Get.
Now.
| deanthomas @ 2003-04-29 07:11 pm UTC |
Would it be immature of me to post this picture on your journal?
:)
| boot_boy @ 2003-04-29 07:14 pm UTC |
GOOD GOD, IT'S HIDEOUS. MY EYES. I AM BLIND.
Would it be immature of me to post this picture on your journal?
YES.
| seamus_f @ 2003-04-29 07:15 pm UTC |
Ladies and gentlemen, let me tell you: Drawing isn't the only thing those talented hands are good at, if you know what I mean. ;)
(parent)| boot_boy @ 2003-04-29 06:40 pm UTC |
There will be no schmoop in this journal.
NO SCHMOOP.
Unless it is between myself and Millicent.
Out, both of you.
| boot_boy @ 2003-04-29 06:46 pm UTC |
can I schmoop you?
Possibly. I too have fond memories of those moments we spent together under the stairs during third year with the markers and the ornamental bookends.
| deanthomas @ 2003-04-29 06:56 pm UTC |
I seem to remember a lot of laying about under there in large piles of humanity...
I still don't believe that your arm was there by accident.
| seamus_f @ 2003-04-29 07:01 pm UTC |
Ew. I so don't need to know any of this.
Anyway, that was then and this is now, Boot. Go fondle your Slytherin.
| boot_boy @ 2003-04-29 07:07 pm UTC |
What, you don't begrudge your boyfriend a little tour down memory lane, do you?
(parent)| seamus_f @ 2003-04-29 07:17 pm UTC |
Let me give you a tip: Pay this much attention to us on Saturday and Millie will run off with the barmaid. And she's not even as pretty as you are.
(parent)| seamus_f @ 2003-04-29 06:47 pm UTC |
Don't you dare, either of you, or I will carry away the fair Millicent and we'll . . . well, and we'll shop, is what we'll do! Shop for clothes and eyeliner! Take that, Boot!
(parent)| boot_boy @ 2003-04-29 07:00 pm UTC |
Take that, Boot!
Oh, are you planning to buy all the Midnight Hue eyeliner in Zelda's Cosmetics Castle again? It so doesn't suit you.
| seamus_f @ 2003-04-29 07:04 pm UTC |
That wasn't me. My eyes are aqua; I only use aubergine.
You, on the other hand, should really investigate a nice Lincoln green and abandon the black, at least for daywear.
boot_boy @ 2003-04-29 07:06 pm UTC |
Lincoln green??? I have no desire to look like a prison inmate from Wormwood Scrubbs. By the way, are you planning on being this difficult during our date?
(parent)| seamus_f @ 2003-04-29 07:09 pm UTC |
I have no desire to look like a prison inmate from Wormwood Scrubbs.
My apologies; I thought that was the look you were going for.
are you planning on being this difficult during our date?
You know you love it, Boot. You can't fool me.
| boot_boy @ 2003-04-29 07:12 pm UTC |
You know you love it, Boot.
I had no idea you were courting my interest. Sadly, you are at the bottom of a long long list for me, long after 1) Your boyfriend 2) Everyone else in school.
However, there is some possibility I could be talked into a threesome.
| seamus_f @ 2003-04-29 07:26 pm UTC |
1. Dean is enough man for me, thanks.
2. Dean is far too much man for you.
3. As am I.
So I'm not really seeing what you would add to the situation. Never mind your infantile reaction to the pretty picture my Dean drew.
In a word, no.