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WHAT THE FUCK, LEE?

TELL me these things before you go and share them with George!

*kicks* BITCH!

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...

Anyone up for a drabble/snippet exchange? Come on, people, I've written scientific symbols slash, and i's 3AM! Take advantage of my weakened state!

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So Jordan and I finally finished the George and Lee RP for Tuesday evening.

THEIRLOVEISSOMARRIED!

*eats lemons to counteract the sap*

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Jordan, pet, I'm about to faceplant, so I'm heading for bed. Sorry. :(

Randomly, some quotes:

Tri: Mellie, you're never quoted out of context.
Melle: probably because I'm never in context to begin with.

Marcus: Social life? Er. "Drink with Terence. Drink with Adrian. Do not look for Oliver Wood's name in the sports section of the Prophet." Yes, it's an exciting life I led.
Alicia: I'm going to "aww" now, you might want to look away.
Marcus: Actually, drinking with Terence is more fun than it sounds.
Alicia: Hm, if you say so.
Marcus: All right, it's usually not, but I wanted to avoid the "aww."
Alicia: No, just because of the Oliver thing you get the "aww".
Marcus: I don't want the "aww." That's not "aww," that's bloody obsessive, that is.
Alicia: The "aww" is not negotiable.
Alicia: Oliver would "aww" if he knew.
Marcus: Oliver. Will. Never. Know.
Alicia: Aww.
(AIM RP)

Mireille: I see. And I'll ignore him. I'm used to ignoring characters, after all.
Fleur: Hence why Marcus is living in the basement now.
Mireille: Precisely. Though that does make me want to open the door to the stairs and yell "Troll in the dungeons!"

Viktor just wants to have his Terencecake and eat Emma too.
(Kym; LJ comments)

Meryl: << -- is writing.
Melle: <= is doing a dane
Melle: *dance
Melle: I AM NOT DOING A DANE!
Melle: DAMN YOU, LARS ULRICH!
(AIM)

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Dear Meryl

Fuck you very much!

Bitch,
Melle!

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It's so hot I can't even wear my labret. Blaaaaah!

Also, this doesn't help:

Melle: Seriously. I'm thinking Jamie getting annoyed at the Straight Men, and going "How can you even KNOW you're straight if you've never kissed a bloke?"
Meryl: !!!!!! Guh.
Melle: And then procreeds to snog Sean, and then pulls away with a smirk.
Meryl: *twitch* He SO would. And Sean wouldn't know what to do. Whether to go "EWWW! I'M STRAIGHT!" or admit that he liked it.
Melle: Oh, he'd go into total denial. But Jamie'd still smirk because he KNOWS Sean liked it.
Meryl: Sean would be going "Well, now I know I'm straight" and he's have this pouting "Please kiss me again" look on his face.
Melle: And Jamie'd lean over, an inch away from Sean's face, and grin. "Really? So you don't want me to kiss you again?"
Meryl: And Sean would go "N..no..." and just part his lips. Ahahah.
Melle: And Jamie'd smirk and go "So you don't want me to do this?" and kiss him again.
Meryl: And Sean'd kiss back, and GOD they'd be pretty.
Melle: Wow, I think I just melted my own brain.

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Angis the Karkaroff to my Voldemort. Heeeeee!

MORE sap!

Friday afternoon.

Saturday morning.

Edit: Does anyone know how long the match went on for? And if anything went on afterwards?