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[05 Mar 2012|09:18pm] |
Ah, to be single. There's nothing like it, mm?
Toujours.. Oh, fuck that. I'm not in the mood.
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[16 Feb 2012|12:18am] |
[Warded Private to EIK]
So. I do so love hate to stir the pot between our house and the upstanding gentlemen of Alpha Sigma, but has anyone else noticed they are getting too big for their britches? A freshman had the audacity to ask whether I was in the "pretty house" today and was shocked to discover that I was not, I was in EIK.
With rush coming up, this propaganda simply won't do. I think a few black eyes might tarnish the whole pretty talk, as well as take the lads down a peg or two. Starting with, oh, I don't know.. Rhys Macmillan? It would be a crushing blow to their collective ego to find that their vaunted boxer is not untouchable.
Don't you agree, boys?
[End Ward]
This is developing into quite the week. Marisol, you were an unexpected surprise. I do wonder how you managed to bypass EIK's security though. Edward?
Toujours pur, mates. Always.
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[13 Feb 2012|07:48pm] |
To whomever came up with the poppycock notion that one must select a single Valentine to be theirs truly and dearly, I call your bluff. Why choose just one bottle of wine when I can have the whole cellar? Now, before you left-wingers and socialists unleash your hounds on me, think back to when you were a firstie and you got a Valentine from everyone in your house. No exceptions, no favorites. Why can't it be the same now?
I simply won't be forced to choose only one and risk ruining anyone's February 14th. So to all the lovely ladies of Eolas, you are my Valentine. Each and every one of you. No expectations, no strings. If we cross paths on the morrow, I will shower you with unconditional chivalry even if you are a mudblood. And if my Galleons can buy your smile, I will do my best to oblige as a gentleman of Epsilon Iota Kappa. Tomorrow, everyone should feel the love.
Let me be your not so gallant knight, educated women of Eolas. I won't disappoint, on my word as a Malfoy.
Toujours pur, mates.
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