Post by Deleted on Mar 8, 2019 7:24:44 GMT -7
winter is coming .
Dana had always believed that once she had read one thing she wasn’t meant to discover, she would eventually forget and re-discover it when the time was right. She had always believed it were the same with memories she tried to forget, in this case, where she stored her cigarettes, the back ups and the back ups of the back ups. It was a whole mess for her little silly Muggle addiction. ”I’m sorry!” She pouted, knowing he was truly playing with her. Her head tilted to the side at his request, not because she planned to refuse, but she was…intrigued as to how he could do it. ”How? Got some potion up your sleeve?” She joked.
”I could always send an owl?” She suggested. She knew owls were usually fast, sending their responses to the person you wished to contact, but would it be fast enough? ”The cravings are a little different now than before though. Before, If I smelled something familiar, or see someone I think I know…I want it. Anxious ticks also. Mainly because of my mother. Her study smelt of Menthols.” The memory brought a small smile to her lips. ”Now…I kind of just drum my fingers everywhere. Keep them preoccupied. Or I’m chewing on some kind of sweet or gum.”
Dana shook her head lightly. ”None. Decided to bury my head in work instead.” It was strange, her motives were to escape her mother, escape England as a whole following what happened to her siblings and father so long ago and how her relationship with her mother…Deteriorated. ”Never been to a Muggle club. Wizarding Clubs are a little too wild for my likings.” She laughed. She raised a brow at his next statement, the blonde had never pictured Vik to be a collector of any sorts, but she truly didn’t question it. ”Oh yeah?” She asked, leaning forward on her elbows. ”What’s the nicest old thing you’ve found then?” Fair question, right?
”I could always send an owl?” She suggested. She knew owls were usually fast, sending their responses to the person you wished to contact, but would it be fast enough? ”The cravings are a little different now than before though. Before, If I smelled something familiar, or see someone I think I know…I want it. Anxious ticks also. Mainly because of my mother. Her study smelt of Menthols.” The memory brought a small smile to her lips. ”Now…I kind of just drum my fingers everywhere. Keep them preoccupied. Or I’m chewing on some kind of sweet or gum.”
Dana shook her head lightly. ”None. Decided to bury my head in work instead.” It was strange, her motives were to escape her mother, escape England as a whole following what happened to her siblings and father so long ago and how her relationship with her mother…Deteriorated. ”Never been to a Muggle club. Wizarding Clubs are a little too wild for my likings.” She laughed. She raised a brow at his next statement, the blonde had never pictured Vik to be a collector of any sorts, but she truly didn’t question it. ”Oh yeah?” She asked, leaning forward on her elbows. ”What’s the nicest old thing you’ve found then?” Fair question, right?
@vik & we could end this soon?