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Post by frank on Mar 13, 2011 23:11:26 GMT 1
He, Frank Longbottom had a date. And ti wasn't just any date it was the first date with none other than his teenage crush...or it would be his first date, unfortunately had had over slept which was in itself odd since he didn't remember going to sleep never mind finding his way back to the common room in fact the last thing he remembered was eating a chocolate chip muffin off the house table in the great hall. Whatever happened it wasn't important because he was going to be late. The one time he wanted thing to go his way and he had not only over slept but if his watch was anything to go by Alice had been waiting for 10 minutes already so he didn't have time to change...change in the comfort of his own dorm that is, it hadn't stopped him stripping to his boxers, grabbed the outfit he had chosen that morning and making a made dash for the castle doors. It was a sight to see for anyone lucky enough, or unfortunate enough depending on gender and preferences, when Frank skidded to a stop at the top of the staircase facing the front doors, he had one boot on with the laces unfastened; the other was tucked under his left arm, he had his other sock clad foot halfway through his pants leg; the other leg was flopping around as he shook his leg trying to get it through where the denim had folded over, it should also be pointed out that he was putting the jeans on back to front so even if he did win and get his leg though he wouldn't be any closer to ready. In his mouth the ruffled Gryffindor held a blue turtle neck jumper and his wand that he had every intention of wearing (in the case of the jumper) and storing (in the case of his wand) With his hair sticking up at all angles Frank hopped closer to the stairs, his right leg stuck out before him as he continued to fight with his pants "For the love of..." Grumbling to himself Frank jumped one step closer to his date. Comment: His OUTFIT ;-) Attachments:
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Post by katsurouakiyama on Mar 15, 2011 22:11:30 GMT 1
[Ooh, steampunky boots! :3]
Saturday morning. Katsurou hadn't been around Hogwarts long and although he had (despite his easy-goingness) quickly fallen into the rhythm of homework and assignments (as his parents had always encouraged him to work hard, a common thing in Japan), he did not really know his way around the place yet. So today, he had decided to explore. He had started at the top of the castle, but for some reason (and he suspected it was due to those blasted moving staircases!) he hadn't seen all the floors yet. He had seen the astronomy tower (it had looked like a good place to start) and had been moving down from there, but then before he knew it, he was already facing the hallway that lead to the front doors. Hm. Maybe it was some sort of a security, that the castle led idle wanderers back to the entrance, in case people got lost.
Kat didn't get much time to think about the reason, though, because then suddenly someone rushed past him on the stairs. Although Kat hadn't seen him (or, well: noticed him) before, he definitely did now. Bright pink boxer shorts - those were hard to miss. As Katsurou was pretty sure the boy would probably stumble and fall to his death (or at least some hevy bruises) if he continued half-dressed like that, so despite the fact this was a rather hylarious sight, he reached out to stop Frank's frantic stumbling to some definite pain by grabbing his shoulder. "Mate, get your kit on first." Yes, he had picked up colloquial English rather quickly. Glancing at the things the boy was carrying (rather than wearing) and the frantic manner along with the fact it was a Saturday, Kat guessed he was on his way to a date. After all, it was a Saturday so he wouldn't be meeting with teachers (probably) and if he was meeting with friends he wouldn't have to worry like that because friend would understand if he overslept, right? No, this was probably a date. "How about you get dressed, and I make your hair look decent," Kat suggested, pulling his wand. Why wouldn't he help? The guy seemed nice enough, plus if he was willing to run about in his undies to be in time to meet a girl, he had to have a sense of humour.
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Post by frank on Apr 3, 2011 12:42:22 GMT 1
He wasn't saying anything but if anyone was to look at Franks face right now you would see he was half greatful half ready to shake the helpful guy next to him. He didn't have time to stop and get dressed....'late late late, late for an important date!' Not really sure where that quote came from Frank found himself pulled to a stop and nodding along with whatever it was the other guy was saying.
'I should probably be embarrassed about this' he reflected as he let his leg drop to the floor his jeans falling off the end of his foot as he did so but he wasn't thinking about that now. "No you don't understand" He muttered though his jumper, flushing he reached up with his free hands (ignoring the thunk of his shoe hitting the floor as it fell from his side) Lowering his jumper he waved it wildly toward the door "The woman of my dreams has been waiting for me for 15 minutes now what if she leaves" He was panicking, it wasn't surprising, it took him almost 7 years to get this date and now he was messing it up.
Sticking his wand in his boxers waist band Frank quickly slid the blue jumper over his head and started a small battle with the arms "What if she leaves and I'm here getting dressed" He glanced around "With help" He added, there were not so many people up yet it would seem but still the idea that he was getting help with dressing for the day was...well it was kinda funny.
Grinning Frank turned to look at the guy who had stopped him, he didn't know his face and that was not something he usually suffered since he liked to talk to everyone usually "Sorry" Chuckling Frank offered the only hand he had managed to get though a jumper sleeve "Frank Longbottom" He couldn't hold it back then, a burst of laughter escaped, with his hand still held out towards the other guy Frank was almost doubled over as he tried to stay standing though his laughter. Really this whole situation was ridiculous!
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Post by katsurouakiyama on Apr 7, 2011 11:51:04 GMT 1
Kat couldn't help but smile a little at the other young man's seemingly blind panic. "No you don't understand." Kat briefly glanced at Frank's shoe as it thudded to the floor. No he didn't, he didn't understand at all. "The woman of my dreams has been waiting for me for 15 minutes now what if she leaves." Not that Katsurou had a lot of experience in the dating department, but that.. actually sounded like a pretty good reason to be in such a blind hurry. "What if she leaves and I'm here getting dressed - with help." Kat laughed softly. "Calm down." Of course Frank did nothing of the sort. "No, seriously - calm down!"
He laughed a little as Frank introduced himself and shook his hand. "Katsurou Akiyama - just call me Kat." 'Just call me Kat' was the phrase he always added. It made talking a lot easier. He was glad the other boy could see the hylariousness of the situation, though he guessed part of the sudden laughter had to be due to nerves. After all, Frank had an important date to get to. "Where are you meeting her?" he asked. "And who is she?" Laughing to himself, he apologised. "Sorry - I don't mean to pry, I mean.. I could go tell her that you're, I don't know, preparing some special surprise, so she'll wait for you - and then you have time to dress and, eh-" he grinned "-come up with said surprise. I'm sure you can think of something she'd like. I don't know - singing flowers maybe?" Kat shrugged, feeling like he was rambling a little, and looked at Frank for an answer. He really did want to help, because he seemed like a fun guy and he would feel sorry if he didn't make it to his date in time.
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Post by frank on Apr 18, 2011 20:26:29 GMT 1
Franks eyes lit up, a surprise! He could do with one of those; his face fell as Kat finished. 'Really what kind of guy do yo have to be to get a fella's hopes up and kill them all in one sentence?' Resisting the sudden urge to smack his head into a wall Frank began the task of getting dressed. The idea of coming up with something nice to distract her form his lateness was already in his head and even if he didn't manage to pull any singing flowers from behind his back when he saw her the whole date might still be a go all because of this guy.
Slipping his pants off his leg Frank clasped his free hand over Kat's shoulder "Thanks man" He squeezed the others shoulder once before letting go and inspecting his jeans 'Well that's why I could find the other leg' He rolled his eyes as he flipped the article around and slipped into them. He wasn't rally big on muggle clothing but he did like these types of pants, the material was more durable than the dress pants most purebloods wore.
Finishing zipping up his pants Frank pulled his wand from the band of his boxers (more of an after thought really but he did have an horrific memory of a 13 hour wait in a hospital wing when his father once blew of the top of his right leg after forgetting his wand was tucked in his boxers. His father had shared with him as Frank had gotten older that he had been luck his wand hadn't been a bit further to the left, if you get me)
With the polished wood held safely in his hand the calming Gryffindor turned to his new pal, the rest of his clothing forgotten for now while he tried to come up with something for Alice. "I could always try chocolates" He glanced at Kat, hoping to get guidance. He had no idea what he was doing, he didn't date. Not really, he was now but this is after 6 years of visually stalking the same girl. He needed help but then if running though a boarding school in nothing but boxers and one shoe didn't already say that then he didn't what to know the person in a worse state.
"Some guy i know said the liqueur ones were nice" He added, he didn't want to add that after telling his dorm this, the guy who had given the tip went into horrific detail about what he and his girlfriend did after she had finished half the box.
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