#@storm

[adiggory]

storm-morgan replied to your post: Hey Amos, apparently I’m a huge bitch that you should break up with because I deserve to live a lonely, pathetic life. Who knew, right?!

Oh, Merlin… s’just something from a few days…doesn’t matter…

Are you okay?

[adiggory]

storm-morgan said: You got my vote, love!

Thanks for the confidence, Miss Hawaii.

[adiggory]

@Storm

Yeah, that'd work.

[adiggory]

@Storm

You would say that, love.

[adiggory]

@Storm

It's the truth, love.

[adiggory]

Just a Deal | Amos + Storm

WHO: Amos Diggory, Storm Morgan

WHEN: December 8th, Evening

WHERE: 7th year Hufflepuff boys dorms

NOTES: HOORAY \o/ I don't know.

This was ridiculous, and every time it happened, Amos still had to mentally slap himself. Among the student body, he made himself a reputation out of ridiculous, over-the-top pickup lines intended for a good laugh and not necessarily to actually get anywhere with them. Furthermore, those lines were typically used on the girls least likely to actually fool around with him. Slytherins. He made a game out of seeing how long he could go before someone threatened to maim or actually kill him. (Slowly, messily, painfully, and all other manner of colorful descriptive words.) So when Storm actually played along and they wound up in bed, Amos was thrown for a loop. Even more ridiculous was the fact that they'd made a game out of this. Most Slytherin girls balked at the idea of even touching someone aside from another Slytherin, but here they were. Again. With plans to keep going for a while. He wasn't stupid, but this sort of thing completely confused him... but it was best not to ask questions, right? Amos pushed open the door to the Hufflepuff common room and peered out to see if she'd arrived yet. There wasn't anyone in the common room at the time, but it's not like it mattered; Storm's very presence would send most 'Puffs running anyway.

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