Washed up
Expecto Patronum :: RPG :: Hogwarts :: Hogwarts Castle :: Prefects Bathroom
Pagina 3 van 8• Deel
Pagina 3 van 8 • 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
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Honestly he felt like he was suffocating enough to avoid actually not being able to breathe because he was under water. It was kind of funny to be a Slytherin, as their common room was below the lake. The huge windows were probably protected by magic, so they wouldn’t as easily break by the immense pressure of the water. But it was a thought that haunted him from time to time. Enough to take his breath away by only thinking about it. And then there was the sadness. Overwhelming and clenching at his throat, putting a huge pressure on his chest. Very fun to deal with.
Luckily he had his sister to take his mind off of those things. For the upcoming months, he would only have to think about this moment and it would cause him to smile. The whole situation was simply hilarious. It only got better when she threw aside the thong, and it ended up sticking to the wall. ”This might have been one of your best ideas ever”, He laughed, as the undies slowly slid down until the foam completely took them out of sight. ”You reckon we can make a snowman out of foam?” He then asked. He had no idea how solid a structure of foam could actually be, to be honest.
Luckily he had his sister to take his mind off of those things. For the upcoming months, he would only have to think about this moment and it would cause him to smile. The whole situation was simply hilarious. It only got better when she threw aside the thong, and it ended up sticking to the wall. ”This might have been one of your best ideas ever”, He laughed, as the undies slowly slid down until the foam completely took them out of sight. ”You reckon we can make a snowman out of foam?” He then asked. He had no idea how solid a structure of foam could actually be, to be honest.
feeling like this panic that i have will never end
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- ka'on agard -
Once she got up again and took a look, the thong was still stuck against the wall. For a moment she couldn't do much more than stare in disbelief. Why? Giggling, she let herself drift again. ”This might have been one of your best ideas ever”, Oskar responded while the piece of clothing finally started to slide down. Eventhough it was funny now, it also was kind of sad that her best idea was something so random. ”You reckon we can make a snowman out of foam?” His question - which kind of came out of the blue - made her sit up again. Quickly she took a look around the bath before turning to her brother. "I bet three knuts we can," she said with a grin on her face. Three knuts was a very small amount of money. It either showed that she wasn't very confident or it showed that she didn't have much money. This time it was because of the second reason.
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Just when he thought the endless stream of foam would stop, it actually kept increasing in volume. He didn’t know if it was thanks to the insane amount of soap they had poured into the tub or the fact that the bubbles were making it worse. The foam was rising still and it was almost reaching his shoulders now. It had already started overflowing the tub, so the bathroom floor was covered in it as well. He would have to pay attention not to slip and fall down. Ka’on wouldn’t let him ever forget that.
”Three knuts we can?” He echoed with a grin. ”I’m already looking forward to receiving such a huge amount of money”, He teased her. There was no way they could pull that off. Foam was not solid, after all. Oskar walked to the edge of the bathtub, carefully not to bump into it because he had no clue where it ended and where the floor began. He eventually climbed out. When standing on the floor, the foam was still reaching his knees. It had piled up in one of the corners, so he walked over to it and tried to grab a fair amount to form the base of the snowman.
”Three knuts we can?” He echoed with a grin. ”I’m already looking forward to receiving such a huge amount of money”, He teased her. There was no way they could pull that off. Foam was not solid, after all. Oskar walked to the edge of the bathtub, carefully not to bump into it because he had no clue where it ended and where the floor began. He eventually climbed out. When standing on the floor, the foam was still reaching his knees. It had piled up in one of the corners, so he walked over to it and tried to grab a fair amount to form the base of the snowman.
feeling like this panic that i have will never end