#littlemisslongbottom

[arran-goldstein]

"Hey--” 

@littlemisslongbottom

[niamhthelionheart-blog]

Hey.

[ @littlemisslongbottom ]

[sofia--sanchez]

“Help--” 

@littlemisslongbottom

[niamhthelionheart-blog]

Mara Longbottom can you yell at me, please?

[ @littlemisslongbottom ]

[themacfustyflame-blog]

There you are. How was dueling club? [Greer carefully put down the book she had been reading, and handed the bottle of vodka she had been sipping over to Mara.]

[sofia--sanchez]

“Longbottom, I’m starting to feel very neglected”

“Never thought I’d have to compete with Goldstein -- I thought he was harmless, that little git--” 

@littlemisslongbottom

[arran-w-goldstein]

He was early -- perched against the stone wall before the great hall, he waited. Glimpses weren’t enough and though this night could end in chaos or even worst, nothing. He wanted to see her, he missed her far too much to avoid it any longer. 

[niamhthelionheart-blog]

I need a boyfriend.