Alecto Callista Carrow

Alecto Callista Carrow Rosier Pureblood|7th year| Slytherin|Engaged

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

Believe what you wish, Alecto. It is not a concern of mine. But, being an unfortunate side effect of dating, I somehow do care after you. -looks at- But where is Evan? You never answered that inquiry.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

- her jaw tightens, a flash of pain in her eyes before she manages to hide it behind an unfazed facade- Don't you have better things to do than keep track of the state of my relationship? -snorts, rolling her eyes sarcastically- Oh, I forgot. You 'care' about me. Yeah right. What a fucking joke. You couldn't give a shit about me. You and everyone else in this hell hole are just dying to get in on everyone else's gossip. And you know what? It's none of your goddamn business. 

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

And where is your suppose beloved fiancée? -raises eyebrow- And how is it that you know I do not mean it?

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

-blatanly ignores the question about Evan- Oh, so now you're hitting on me? You really think I believe that shit? After you spent so much time complaining to your mates how batshit crazy I apparently am? Seems like a rather sudden change of heart.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Aw what’s wrong, Roddy? Got your feelings hurt?

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

Not at all, matia mou. -hides a smirk- Bye, now.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

-The smirk falls from her lips- What the FUCK did i say about calling me that?! Obviously everything is just a fucking joke to you, but it's not for me! You have no right to call me that anymore!

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

In that case, I’ll leave you with your firewhiskey. -turns to leave for real this time-

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Aw what's wrong, Roddy? Got your feelings hurt?

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

In that case, you’ll be hearing from father. -shrugs- He so does love to hear that one of his most prized wines is tossed away so carelessly.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Ohh terrifying! - rolls her eyes-  I'm not your girlfriend anymore. I don't give a rat's ass what your father thinks of me. 

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

For me? -eyes him suspiciously- Why?

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

-shrugs- I suppose it was some sort of peace offering. I do not know. Father didn’t give me a direct reason.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

-shrugs- Well, then I guess it was mine to throw, wasn't it. Perfect.

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

This is true, however that was a wine specifically for you. Or Amycus, but we both know he prefers whiskey. -shrugs-

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

For me? -eyes him suspiciously- Why?

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

-looks at the broken bottle and spilt wine- Was that necessary? It was a wonderful vintage as well. Father will be disappointed that it went straight to waste.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

-snorts- oh please. I'm sure your rich ass has plenty more vintage wines in your wine cellar. You'll survive. 

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

And I expect nothing less from you. -rolls eyes- What would this world be if Alecto Carrow was not at all dramatic. You certainly have a wonderful way of sharing what you want. -leaves the wine next to her- Enjoy the night

Carrow.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

-throws the bottle of wine at him, hissing with annoyance when it misses him, loudly shattering on the floor- 

PRICK!

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Hey, losers

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

Yes, what an wonderful attempt at being nice. I applaud you. -shakes head- It was I who made the offer in the first place, Alecto.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Yeah, and then you decided to be a douchebag. Rodolphus Lestrange being a douchebag! What a shocker! *throws her hands up for emphasis, drunkenly spilling some of the contents of her bottle*

I just wanted someone to share this with and have a chill night with. Fucking forget it. You obviously want nothing but the whiskey. So, you can go buy your own shit. 

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Hey, losers

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

Give me the whiskey, Alecto. -growls- I’m not in the best of moods, so do not play around.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Hey! You're not obligated to get a fucking drop of this. I don't like your tone. The deal is off the table. *scoffs* You really think you can talk to me like trash? Fuck that. I'm not some stupid girl mooning over you anymore. You can keep your shitty wine. I was trying to be nice. But, now I see that was pointless.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Hey, losers

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

Now, Alecto. It seems you have gotten rather more sassy since we last drank together.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

You say that like it's a bad thing, love. *grins* You can blame it on the whiskey I suppose. *takes another sip* Mm. It's really a shame you're being such a prick. This is awfully good.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Hey, losers

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

That, I suppose, goes both ways. For I do not trust you. -looks at her-

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

*gasps mockingly* Don't trust me? And here I was thinking we were the best of friends.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Hey, losers

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

Elegant as ever, Alecto. -rolls eyes- Give me the bottle and the elf wine is all yours.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Yep. I'm classy as shit. *raises an eyebrow* I don't trust you. Give me your bottle first.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Hey, losers

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

There is no need to be coy, Alecto. -looks at, and sits down in a chair- I will drink with you, but that is all.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Really, Rod? You really think I want to sleep with you?

I think i just vommed in my mouth a bit.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Hey, losers

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

I could say the same think for you. But you offered the bottle, you didn’t quite say we have to sit and drink in each other’s presence… -smirks- A trade would be greatly appreciated.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

*snorts* As if. You must be fucking crazy if you think I'd let someone drink my booze without me. I only offered 'cause it seemed a bit too grim to drink alone. But of course *blinks her eyes coyly* if you don't want to chill with me. I can take all this free whiskey elsewhere. 

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

Hey, losers

[mihi-parta-tueri-blog]

I certainly do apply, for I have a certain well aged bottle of elf made wine which has your name on it. -waves the bottle around- Come get it.

[the-unceasing-alecto-blog]

*eyes the bottle hungrily* I suppose some sort of deal could be reached.* Though I must say, getting drunk with you never seems to end up being a good idea.