#lysander002

[oflur]

who: lysander ( @lys-ash-rai ) where: french chateau fantasies  when: august 18

Lorelai nearly chokes on her smoked salmon at the incoming disaster. “ Are you kidding me ? You have to be kidding me, because there’s no way I have luck so poor that I could manage acquiring the pettiest stalker on top of all the chaos already in my life. ” She takes a step back, surveying their outfit and rage building. “ How could you even possibly know I bought snake heels ? ” She pinches the bridge of her nose, staring up at the ceiling. “ This isn’t happening. I’m having a nightmare. ”

[lumosrosie]

who: lysander || @wholehevrted where: st mungo’s

as the day went on, the pain seemed to subside. whether that was because of the numerous potions the healers had brought to her bedside or some quick work of those with her in diagon alley was yet to be seen. she had been dosing on and off throughout the day, and for a moment thought the figure standing in her doorway was a dream. “ly, what are you doing here?” she asked, her voice soft. out of all the visitors that could have walked through the door, she was thankful it was lysander.