Separate names with a comma.
(scratch that ) "Hey." I say, raising an eyebrow at his toothbrush
( I'm annoying, aren't I?) "Wolfie! If you don't come outside, we're coming in!"
Taking Lavender's hand, I pull her to Wolfbane's room, snickering. "Wolfy!" I call.
Why are you over there, then, Mordici?
"I'm Rose, nice to meet you." I say, smiling. "I think I'll call Wolfsbane Wolfie anyways." **
(What an oxymoron, a manly flower )
THIS HERE ROLEPLAY IS THE SEXIEST EVER...
"Don't worry, my head's fine." I laugh, poking Lavvie. "Do you think Saffron's awake yet? Knowing him he slept in." I snicker.
"At least I can handle the thorns." I say, not wincing at the thorns poking my head lightly. "They tickle..." I giggle, leaving the bathroom.
(morning! It's night for me )
I blink and smile lightly. "Thanks!" I say, snapping my fingers to make a rose appear.
Our "secret" party thread was deep in recesses of the FanFic forum
"Yep." I mutter, wiping my hair from my face and walking with her.
I yawn, stretching while my hair flies in my face.
Nope. You're just sensitive.
The memories!
Well, you start by spelling "silenced" correctly.
Gasp!!!
Raven!
This rp is a fail, and the OP is probably a forty year old virgin who lives in his mother's basement.