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Post by thoroughlymodern on Dec 30, 2009 3:22:05 GMT
There's a Face that we wear in the cold light of day It's societies mask, it's societies way... Humming to herself, Millie walked into the Three Broomsticks. The place was buzzing with chat and laughter, and Millie felt comfortable and warm. She had spent a long time getting ready for today, because she knew that Trevor was going to show up. Not that she'd admit to people that she fancied him, because truth be told she didn't know how she felt herself. It was a confused mess inside of her, but hopefully today the "surprise" that Trevor had mentioned to her would help her in her quest to understand her feelings.
She saw the booth that Trevor had told her to look for, and walked over to it. Oddly enough, Millie was the first one there that day. She slid to the window seat and looked outside at the snow while taking off her hat, gloves and trench coat. She kept on her Hufflepuff scarf just out of habit and took her wand out from her coats pocket and transferred it to the table. After sitting for a few minutes, Millie picked up her wand and started playing with it. It was odd waiting here for someone other than Dan, or someone else. Mainly because her friends arrived on time.
When a waiter arrived, Millie asked simply for a Butterbeer and a glass of water. She loved Butterbeer and the sweet taste, but it could make her quesy on occasion and the water helped. Wistfully she wished she had ordered a hot chocolate instead, but realized she could just go to the kitchens and order some whenever she wanted. Once her drinks arrived, she paid the waiter and began sipping at her water. Carefully placing her line of vision to somewhere where she wouldn't end up accidentally staring at someone, Millie zoned out and began thinking about stuff that had gone on. And the truth is?
That it's all a FACADE. Tagged Trevor Schumacher and Coal Kendall Clothes Only with black lace-up boots (No heel)Credit Me!(: OOC Millie might hate you for this. xD I don't know yet. Song Facade from the Musical Jekyll and Hyde [/color] [/size]
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Post by ohmycheese on Dec 30, 2009 4:03:51 GMT
SHE WANTS TO TOUCH ME WOO OOH [/color] SHE WANTS TO LOVE ME WOO OHH[/font][/CENTER] Trevor had been having some freak-tastic ideas find their way into his mind recently, and he just felt like he had to use up some of them. They were taking up most of the space in his pea sized brain. Nah, actually his brain was normal sized, but that's not the point here. He had realized that he really hadn't been playing out some majorly epic pranks lately, like he normally does. He felt like he was changing, and it was depressing, so he knew he had to come up with something to show that he was still the master.
He had decided, on a whim, that he would invite Millie to the Three Broomsticks, and that he had a 'surprise' for her. It was the only thing he could come up with, and she seemed fine to go along with it. She seemed like such a sweet girl, and he was always wondering what it would be like to pull a silly little prank on her. It was just harmless fun, right?
As usual, he was a bit late. He usually was a 'bit' late to everything. It just happened. When he said he was going to be somewhere at a certain time, he usually left at that time. It was a bit of a habit of his. As he pushed his way into the building, the warm air welcomed him, along with voices of others who had decided to come here today. Just the sort of atmosphere he enjoyed. In a place like this, he could easily draw the attention to himself in a heartbeat.
Trev strode over toward the booth he had mentioned to Millie, grinning when he noticed her already seated there, sipping on some form of beverage. He took his large coat off in one swift movement, placing it on the booth and sliding in across from Millie, "Well hello there, what brings you here today?" he asked, his voice slightly huskier than usual and a smirk on his lips. He chuckled slightly, dropping the act, "Just joshin' ya, bro dog," he added.
WORD COUNT like i would count this. have you been smoking? LYRICS DON'T TRUST ME BY 3OH!3 OUTFIT black jeans, black boots, red shirt with cheesy white snowflakes on it, and a black coat. STATUS your mother. TAG coal and millie. NOTES your mother. CREDITS CAN YOU FEEL THE PRESSURE !?
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Post by thoroughlymodern on Dec 30, 2009 4:21:31 GMT
Millie was slammed back into reality when someone had entered the booth. She turned in time to see and hear Trevor ask what brought her there today. Widening her eyes innocently she commented "You said you'd give me free candy if I helped you find your puppy, Mister!" Giggling at the funny looks that their table got she mouthed 'just joking' and 'sorry' to a Witch who was with her Husband on a 'date' apparently.
"Bro Dog? That's a new one, Dude." Millie said, rolling her eyes. "In my day, there were no "bro dogs" only "hep cats". Kids today." She sighed, cupping her chin in her hand. However, the fact that Millie was joking with the whole 'kids today' thing, she had honestly never heard someone been called "Bro Dog" yet. Well, there was a first time for everything. The waiter from before was lingering around the door way a bit before heading back to her and Trevor's table. "Welcome to 'he Three Broomsticks. Can I get chu anyfing?" The Waiter said gruffly to Trevor, his levitating notepad at the ready with a quill to match. Millie watched the pad and quill with an underlying interest. She may have been at Hogwarts for six years now, but magic still blew her mind out of the water (so to speak) on some occasions. [/size]
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Post by ohmycheese on Dec 30, 2009 4:44:22 GMT
SHE WANTS TO TOUCH ME WOO OOH [/color] SHE WANTS TO LOVE ME WOO OHH[/font][/CENTER] Trevor let out a small chuckle at her response, "Oh yes, why of course," he began, clasping his hands together and placing them in front of him on the table, "Yeah well now I remembered what happened to it.." he began with a small smirk, "I must have forgotten that I set it on fire. I'm not really a dog person," he replied with an even expression. Of course, that was a bit cruel so he had to quickly put on one of his 'I'm just kidding' faces.
He glanced at the tables around him, noticing the glances they were receiving. Sweet, attention already.. he thought with another smirk, "Hey! Bob, what's up?" he asked loudly to one of the men who appeared to be on some sort of date, "How're the kids? I mean after the divorce.. It's good to see you're getting out again," he continued to babble to this man he didn't even know. Oh yes, he was embarrassing them greatly.
He turned to face Millie, "Bob's an old friend of mine," he told her with a wink, "Yeah, I haven't heard the term 'bro dog' much either. Hey, maybe I made it up.. without realizing it," he began, "See that could be kind of cool. I could get the rights to that.. they'd have to get my permission to use that line in movies. I'd be rich!" he exclaimed animatedly, leaning back in his booth with a grin.
He glanced over at the waiter who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, since he hadn't quite been paying attention, "Yeah I bet you people don't have Mountain Dew here.. you fail," he began with a small shake of his head and a look of disappointment, "Just get me a glass of water I guess," he finished, glancing at the floating pad with an amused expression.
WORD COUNT shhh it's a SEACRITTER!! LYRICS DON'T TRUST ME BY 3OH!3 OUTFIT black jeans, black boots, red shirt with cheesy white snowflakes on it, and a black coat. STATUS your mother. TAG coal and millie. NOTES your mother. CREDITS CAN YOU FEEL THE PRESSURE !?
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Post by thoroughlymodern on Dec 30, 2009 5:07:18 GMT
Millie gaped at Trevor for a couple seconds after his response. Being a dog person, she preferred dogs much more than cats. Even after his 'just kidding' face was pulled, she eyed him strangely before raising her eyebrows at him. "I'm pretty sure that's illegal...somewhere." She responded with a small joking tone somewhere in the sentence.
Millie's jaw dropped as Trevor began embarrassing the poor couple near them. She looked to Trevor and began whispering while hitting the side of her hand against his stealthily. "Alright...No...Trev...alright, he's as red as a tomato..."; and when he stopped she turned to the wife and gave a small apologetic smile. Hoping her face wasn't as red as she thought it was, Millie turned back to face Trevor and brought her hair from behind her shoulders to hang across the side of her face that was facing the couple. She heard the wife sniff bitterly and continue talking about whatever she was talking about.
"Good to know Bob knows you." Millie said raising just one eyebrow this time. The conversation continued on to the "bro dog" subject. Laughing, Millie leaned back against the booth. "Oh, for sure. Charge them for every time they say it. If it's an American Surfing movie, you'll be the wealthiest man alive, no contest." She said, running her hair through her hair and nodding.
The waiter seemed a little taken aback at the "fail" comment. Frowning, he looked as if he was about to ask Millie or Trevor what a "Mountain Dew" was. Shaking his head he sighed and just walked away with his orders pad trailing idly behind him. Millie watched him leave with a sigh. "I think you confused the poor guy." She sighed, looking back to Trevor. "He's going to think you live in the mountains and drink dew." She added, wrinkling her nose a little bit at the thought. [/size]
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Post by ohmycheese on Dec 30, 2009 5:26:02 GMT
SHE WANTS TO TOUCH ME WOO OOH [/color] SHE WANTS TO LOVE ME WOO OHH[/font][/CENTER] Trevor was amused by her reaction to both his dog joke, and the way he had acted toward the 'Bob' man. He loved making commotion and drawing attention to himself, and this was just the perfect opportunity. He was already really enjoying this outing. He glanced at the man for a moment with a grin, and in return the man glared, but also looked startled all the same, "Oh, naw, his face isn't as red as a tomato yet," he began, turning back to Millie and grinning, "But I'm sure I can make that happen.." his eyes sparkled mischievously, but he decided not to do anything more at that moment, "Aw, don't be too embarrassed," he chuckled slightly at Millie, looking more amused than he had in awhile.
"Of course, I'd have to give you some of the income," he replied, "Cause you sort of helped me in a freakishly weird way.. I just felt like saying that phrase when I saw you, so you were the inspiration," he explained. He grinned as he watched the retreating figure of the waiter, turning back to Millie as she spoke. Right after the words left her mouth, he immediately burst out laughing. This wasn't just any laugh, either, it was an extremely loud, obnoxious, attention-getting laughter that could be heard throughout the entire Three Broomsticks. In that moment of laughter, he had to turn to look at Bob again, "D-Did you hear that, my bro? S-She said th-that he would th-think I live in the m-mountains and drink d-dew! She's hysterical!" he gasped between bursts of laughter, leaning over the side of the booth and clutching his stomach. Attempting to compose himself, he sat up and grinned brightly at Millie, wiping the tears from his eyes.
WORD COUNT yo momma LYRICS DON'T TRUST ME BY 3OH!3 OUTFIT black jeans, black boots, red shirt with cheesy white snowflakes on it, and a black coat. STATUS your mother. TAG coal and millie. NOTES your mother. CREDITS CAN YOU FEEL THE PRESSURE !?
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Post by mapleleaves on Dec 30, 2009 13:22:46 GMT
I Really don't want to read.. the newspaper tomorrow Coal had meant just to walk in the Three Broomsticks to check things out and see what he had missed. Well apparently h e had been wrong because he had to actually literally jumped and nearly took out a waiter to hide from a line of view. Somehow he had walked into that girl again, what was her name. Millie. He sighed wondering if he should just go up say hi, diss her friend and run. Hey maybe the guy was her boyfriend. Coal stopped and looked closer, wait, he knew that guy!.
He blinked who, he had been in school with that nut job, though Coal had skipped a grade because of his grades. Oh well. He didn't remember the name, but the face he did. He found himself staring wondering what the heck he should do. He could just make a entrance and jump and be like.hey!. but no that wasn't happening. He instead ordered a firewhisky and paced around the place seeing what he could over hear. Which sadly wasn't much.
He sipped his whiskey inattentively, but found it not as ripping to his throat as he had hoped. He sighed and decided to discreetly walk past Millie's and the mystery guys table. Just to see what was going on.
But before that he looked at his nails like he wasn't doing anything, because well he had painted them and he really was wondering if that had a been a smart plan, because they would end up chipping in the weather, not that he wore nail polish.....that much. ok he wore it plenty but what was wrong with that? No one ever said a guy couldn't wear nail polish! Even if people called him gay, because he certainly wasn't that. He sighed and instead of continuing his unneeded rambling put his discreet plan into action making his way over. [/blockquote] (Cause you'll be my lover) Clothes-Here and now! tagged-Trev and Millie thread-Pranked! words-Yea right
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Post by thoroughlymodern on Dec 30, 2009 16:09:52 GMT
IT DON'T MEAN A THING-IF IT AIN'T GOT THAT SWING... [/right] -----M.I.L.L.I.E.---- [/color] If the man wasn't tomato red now, he certainly turned it over the course of those few minutes. Millie kept her hair where it was so she wouldn't really have to make eye contact with the wife whose date was now ruined. She glanced over at them to see the wife frowning and looking to Trevor as if she could kill him with one glance. If looks could kill... [/b] "Don't be worried about me and my embarrassment." Millie said, rolling her eyes though smiling at Trevor weakly afterward. After his outburst, Millie covered her mouth with her hands. She swore that the Three Broomsticks paused in silence for a minute before returning to it's loud state. Alright...[/b] She thought slowly, looking as Trevor composed himself. "You alright?" She asked, raising an eyebrow and smiling, truthfully not knowing if she was addressing his behavior or his small attempt to compose himself. [/blockquote] Do wah, Do wah, Do wah...
Do Wahh. [/right] Tagged Trev and Coal ClothesSee first post Credit Me!(: OOC Whooo Song It Don't Mean a Thing (If it Ain't got that Swing [/size][/color]
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Post by ohmycheese on Dec 30, 2009 18:56:09 GMT
SHE WANTS TO TOUCH ME WOO OOH [/color] SHE WANTS TO LOVE ME WOO OHH[/font][/CENTER] Trevor had to place a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing yet again. Today was just too good. He was enjoying this outing more than he thought he would, and he was glad he seemed mostly back to his usual self. The whole 'spending Christmas here again' thing had thrown him off his game ever so slightly, but he was rebounding. Loud, obnoxious, and embarrassing other people just seemed to be his thing. Millie most likely found this behavior odd, though, since he seemed different in the owlery when they first met.
Trevor grinned, noticing that she was still trying to shield her face from the couple with her hair, "Yeah, yeah. Never been better," he replied brightly, bouncing a little on his booth. Now he just seemed like an extremely hyper toddler. As he took a glance around him as the talking and commotion in the room began to resume, he noticed someone not far off who he could swear seemed strangely familiar. Deciding that it would be best to embarrass this person, as well, he cleared his throat, "Hey! My man, my home skillet!" he hollered at the man, waving a hand to get his attention as he was getting closer.
WORD COUNT 3. yeah 3 words. suck it. LYRICS DON'T TRUST ME BY 3OH!3 OUTFIT black jeans, black boots, red shirt with cheesy white snowflakes on it, and a black coat. STATUS your mother. TAG coal and millie. NOTES your mother. CREDITS CAN YOU FEEL THE PRESSURE !?
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Post by mapleleaves on Dec 30, 2009 19:01:16 GMT
Yea go ahead Universe make it worse! But Coal just narrowed his eyes and came out from the shadows of the place and made his way fully over to Millie's table. He stood there sipping his whiskey and looking at the familiar guy from the corner of his eye. Who was he! He knew the face! He mentally smacked himself for his bad skills at faces."Bro, what I tell you about talkin like that?" Coal mimicked, going along with the idiot for now.
He made a side glance to Millie and nodded. But looked back at the mystery guy confused by his unknown face. His annoying face actually. Why couldn't he place it? There were a few names but non fit with it. Something, it had to be something that started with a S?..No maybe a T. Coal took another sip waiting for someone else to speak because he was having a identify crisis.
He smiled between another sip, concealing it. He now found that he could have some fun with this, but he had to be careful if anyone was a reporter they could take and twist whatever happened. That would be very very bad for his image. [/blockquote]
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Post by thoroughlymodern on Dec 31, 2009 2:45:11 GMT
IT DON'T MEAN A THING- IF IT AIN'T GOT THAT SWING... -----M.I.L.L.I.E.----[/center][/color] Millie sighed and crossed her arms on the table. With a small smile and shake of her head she watched Trevor bounce up and down like Isabella or Ben would at home while waiting for something to happen. What else could possibly happen? She thought to herself, mentally rolling her eyes. I wonder if Trevor has a body count for how many people he wants to embarrass before lunch. Millie thought, beginning to count and only really counting 4. Himself, Millie, and the couple who had left where they were sitting.
Who was this person? Millie wondered sarcastically. It bothered her that Trevor had either hid his real self from her or had changed so erratically over time. "Well, at least you're fine." Millie said, sighing and looking over at the person Trevor had called over. Freaking out a little inside, Millie had turned to Trevor that back to the person coming closer. How does he find these ridiculously random people? [/b] Giving a nod in return, she watched the two banter towards each other. I'm cool...collect. Yeah.[/b] Millie thought, keeping her breathing even. Looking two tables behind Trevor, she noticed a group of third years glaring at her from behind both of the guys heads, and oddly enough the waiter was eying Coal a little strangely as well. Feeling slightly powerful, she leaned back and looked at the two guys. "So how do you two know each other? She asked before looking to Trevor. "Or do you two know each other at all?" She probed jokingly. [/blockquote] Do wah, Do wah, Do wah...
Do Wahh. [/right] Tagged Coal, Trevor ClothesSee first post Credit Me!(: OOC Yo Momma so fat, NASA had to coordinate a satellite just to see how fat she was. HOOOOO SNAP. *Z formation snap* Song It Don't Mean a Thing (If it Ain't got that Swing) [/size][/color]
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Post by ohmycheese on Dec 31, 2009 22:58:21 GMT
SHE WANTS TO TOUCH ME WOO OOH [/color] SHE WANTS TO LOVE ME WOO OHH[/font][/CENTER] Trevor couldn’t help but grin to himself. Finally he found someone who acted as if they wanted to play along. Or, that’s the way it seemed. Or what if he had actually known this dude, and had been friends with him or something, then just forgot about him, but he hadn’t forgotten about him? Okay, now he was just confusing himself. It was just time to go with the flow.
“Oh yeah, yeah, my bad, bro,” he answered with a grin. He scooted over slightly, making room next to him in the booth, “Take a seat, my man,” he offered, patting the space next to him and scooting his coat underneath him so he was sitting on it. Noticing the beverage in the man’s hand, he raised an eyebrow, “What’s that? Alcohol? Watch yourself, remember what happened last time you got wasted?” he gave a fake chuckle and stared off at nothing for a moment, pretending to be having a bit of a flashback.
Trev kept the large grin plastered on his face as he turned to look at Millie once more. He couldn’t tell if she knew this man herself, but a silly idea came to him, “Oh, yeah, I know him all right,” he began, “This is.. my man, if you know what I’m saying,” he waggled his eyebrows in a silly manner, trying to not burst out laughing like he had done earlier. Wow, if the unknown guy played along with that, it would be a miracle.
WORD COUNT dude 250 exactly. FOR REALZZ!! LYRICS DON'T TRUST ME BY 3OH!3 OUTFIT black jeans, black boots, red shirt with cheesy white snowflakes on it, and a black coat. STATUS your mother. TAG coal and millie. NOTES haha.. z formation.. snap.. bahaha CREDITS CAN YOU FEEL THE PRESSURE !?
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Post by mapleleaves on Jan 1, 2010 21:41:59 GMT
Coal would play along, because he was ungodly bored. But he would be careful, because if he did anything to much out of wack, and a reporter was there, well he be socially dead or even more popular, which he wanted neither. Coal stiffled a laugh at the wasted comment, how could this kid rationally guess that he got drunk easily, man was he a lucky kid. Coal found himself sitting next to trevor setting his whiskey down."As i seem to rememeber, you didn't help me very much...." Coal mumbled trying to figure out this kids angle or possible joke in the matter.
Now how Coal stay composed at the next line was a miracle in its own. He breathed out and mustered up a convincing blush and tossed his head toward Trevor. Which the blush wasn't hard because he might have honestly done so ,because hearing himself put that way was kind of different, and he didn't like it."Your not suppose to say that outloud." Now Coal could stand this, but if the guy so much as touched him, the gig was up. [/blockquote]
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Post by thoroughlymodern on Jan 2, 2010 21:11:29 GMT
IT DON'T MEAN A THING- IF IT AIN'T GOT THAT SWING... -----M.I.L.L.I.E.----[/center][/color] Millie sat there for a couple seconds feeling nothing at all. It was much more pleasant than feeling what she wanted to feel. Ouch. Should've known. Well...Coal had always been a little...out there... [/b] Millie thought dully, putting on a smile. Uhhh...How do I respond to this?[/b] Millie wondered, now puzzled. "That's great!" She said, smiling wide and hoping that was the right thing to say. Millie felt disappointment surge into her entire being and she did her best to hold it back and smile. Looking to the two, she looked over to see the waiter making his way towards them and looked to Coal. "Jus' wonderin if I could get chur autograph, Mr. Coal Sir." The waiter said, eyeing Trevor. "'Ow do yew two know Mista Coal Kendall?" He asked, looking to Millie than back to Trevor. [/blockquote] Do wah, Do wah, Do wah...
Do Wahh. [/right] Tagged Coal and Trevor ClothesSee first post Credit Me!(: OOC And so it begins. Song It Don't Mean a Thing (If it Ain't got that Swing) [/size][/color]
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Post by ohmycheese on Jan 2, 2010 21:50:23 GMT
SHE WANTS TO TOUCH ME WOO OOH [/color] SHE WANTS TO LOVE ME WOO OHH[/font][/CENTER] Trevor was really surprised when the man sat and seemed to play along perfectly. Wow, he really wasn't expecting that. He kept the surprise from showing on his face as he chuckled, "Yeah, well.. I'm not much of a helper," he responded with a slight shrug, "Help is a form of interfering.. I like to watch things play out naturally," he explained. He smirked slightly as he turned to look at Millie once more. She appeared to be fine with what was just admitted, and she really didn't even seem that surprised.
He laughed lightly, "Oh, it is beyond great," he responded. Before he could continue, though, he was interrupted by the waiter. He turned and slightly raised his brow. Why was this dude asking for the other dude's autograph? Wait, was he famous or something? The name sounded familiar, but he was still confused, "Why, of course I know him, silly," he responded to the waiter, "He's my significant other. He completes me," he added dramatically with a grin and a dreamy expression. Now this felt really weird, but it was still entertaining. Sure, he acted gay frequently just because it was funny, but this was the farthest he's ever gone with his act. He was just a little disappointed that Millie seemed to be fine with it.
WORD COUNT 46532642. lies. LYRICS DON'T TRUST ME BY 3OH!3 OUTFIT black jeans, black boots, red shirt with cheesy white snowflakes on it, and a black coat. STATUS your mother. TAG coal and millie. NOTES your father. CREDITS CAN YOU FEEL THE PRESSURE !?
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