DH Skies and Headmaster Brockert
July 07, 2018 7:22 AM
The Ball by DH Skies and Headmaster Brockert
There was rarely a convenient time for a school wide epidemic and a quarantine, but the ball year was especially bad timing, given that they usually relied on a certain amount of outside entertainment. The good news was that everyone would be going home, something Selina had announced to the students the week before exams. The disease was still something of a problem, and there was not yet a satisfactory cure - things had progressed a little, in that those working on it had found a potion that suppressed the accidental magic bursts, which meant that the symptoms could be tackled earlier on and reduce potential damage and danger. The potion had the undesirable side effect of suppressing all magic, and so had not proven particularly popular with the adult population. However, for school children who weren’t supposed to be using magic in the holidays anyway, it was a reasonable option, and was enough of a solution that they were all going to be free to go. Whether individual parents felt it worth curbing the accidental magic or not was up to them. There was also the risk that a few of the more mischievous students might use it as a license to mess around with magic in the holidays, but happily that was not going to be the school’s problem. In just under twenty four hours, there would be blissful, quiet weeks stretching out in front of all of them where none of it was their problem….One thing that had been their problem was entertainment for the ball. Usually they had live entertainment, but finding a band all of whom had been through the illness and thus could breach the quarantine had been impossible, and by the time it had been lifted, it was too late to book anyone. Thinking of a way around this problem had led to a rather fun idea to celebrate the house cup winners. Instead of a live band, they had a large enchanted jukebox, ready to play everything from classical waltzes to the latest magical and non-magical chart toppers. Selina was quite pleased with this solution, it seemed rather fun, and the hall seemed no less festive for the lack of musicians - as usual, the house tables had been removed and most of the room was taken up with a large sprung wooden dancefloor. Around the edge of the room were smaller tables where small groups could sit and talk should they prefer not to dance, and against one wall was a large buffet with a variety of refreshments. The staff were stationed around the room, aiming to keep an eye on everyone - the normal ball risks of people spiking the punch or couples trying to sneak off paling in comparison to what a cocktail of jealousy, hormones and accidental magic might bring down upon them. Selina would most likely end up heading up those forces. Mortimer would kick off proceedings, but he tended not to involve himself with the students very much. Case in point that, as the students assembled, she was pulling the prefects and their dates out of the group - and indeed checking they did indeed all have someone to perform the opening number with - before leading them into the hall, whilst Mortimer waited inside to greet the rest of the student body.
The ball was, overall, Mortimer’s least favorite school event. Teenage hormones. Terrible music. Socializing. No scotch. How could one have a party with no scotch? That’s why parties meant for teenagers were barely tolerable because alcohol was the only thing that made socializing tolerable. He’d probably end up sneaking away and letting the rest of the staff chaperone. Which was basically his policy in general, come to think of it.
First though he had to give a speech, for lack of better word. Introduction might have been more accurate. Why one needed to be introduced to a ball, he wasn’t sure as Mortimer felt that even the dimmest Pecari could figure out what they were supposed to do.
He stood and cast the Sonorus Charm on himself. “Welcome to our Midsummer Ball. Our house winners will be announced halfway through the ball. Each member of the winning house will receive a token for the magical jukebox which is providing this evening’s entertainment. Before that though, we will have some more traditional dancing, and to open the evening, our prefects and head students,” With that Mortimer sat down and removed the spell from himself.
Ten minutes. He’d give it ten minutes before he’d sneak away. There was, after all, plenty of scotch waiting for him in his office along with a model of knee splitter-a device built of spiked wooden blocks that would be placed on either side of a person’s knee and screwed together until their knees split. Which was pretty much what going to a school ball felt like to him.
OOC - welcome to the ball. If you have a prefect without a date, Selina would most likely let you off the opening dance, unless there was another dateless prefect she could quickly pair you with. Ask in chatzy if this affects you. Other than than, have fun, and try not to kill anyone. You can set your posts at any point during the first half of the evening, i.e. you can post as if the prefect dance is over, if that’s more interesting for you.
Subthreads: Hoping I don't turn into a pumpkin... or snag a Prince by Cleo James with Parker Fitzgerald
Making an entrance. by Lily Spencer with Jozua Sparks
Hoping this goes reasonably well (tag Georgia). by Joe Umland with Georgia Kirkly
Hoping for a non-dance (tag Jasmine) by Michael DiCaprio with Jasmine
Free agent right here by Isaac Song
The best kind of ball is the kind you fetch (tag N and S) by Raine Collindale
Masquerading is appropriate at a ball, right? by Danny Fox-Reynolds
Having a little fun (tag Fabian) by Ingrid Wolseithcrafte
Let's give it a whirl. by Tatiana Vorontsova with Dorian Montoir
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Lily Spencer
July 10, 2018 3:24 PM
Making an entrance. by Lily Spencer
The package had arrived for Lily three days before the ball, a week after she’d already ordered her robes. She’d perused through wizard’s catalogues secretly before bed for several days, wanting to match with Jozua – without telling him, of course – and had done her best to choose the most smashing dress robes a wizard would wear.The box she’d received from home was wrapped and tied with ribbon – indicating her older sister’s handiwork – but Charlotte never usually sent her anything this large. Inside was a gorgeous royal blue abomination, but Lily put it to the side to read the sweet-smelling note.
Dearest Lily,
After you told us you were going to the ball with Jozua, I found the perfect dress and shoes for you to wear. It’s in your favourite colours, it’s not very revealing and looks elegant. I even had it tailored for you so it would fit. Of course, it would have been better if I had your exact dress size, but by now you’ve learnt how to make alterations on your own. I know you would never wear heels, so I included some gorgeous flats that would match.
Now, before you reject it and send it back, think about how you’d like to look for your very last ball at Sonora. Ball years are special. Dressing up for this one occasion wouldn’t be the most terrible thing in the world, would it? I’d love to see you wear it, Lils, and I’m certain your date would too. Besides, no one at Sonora has ever seen you in a dress – it would make quite the statement showing up and shocking everyone. I love you, Lily, and please would you take photos when you wear it!
Love always,
Charlotte
P.S. Earrings are included, courtesy of Adam.
Charlotte knew how to drive a hard bargain, and, after putting it on, Lily didn’t think she looked terrible. She thought she looked rather pretty – it was the first time she’d ever said that about herself. She styled her pixie cut to look more feminine as she’d seen in catalogues and clipped on the earrings – since her ears weren’t pierced – and silently thanked her siblings.
Normally, Lily wouldn't have been convinced by such flowery words and lovely wrapping, but the mysterious leaflet she’d received earlier that year had ultimately convinced her to wear the dress. Clothing didn’t make her a witch or a wizard, so it didn’t matter if she wore a dress or trousers. She would still be Lily Spencer. Even though wearing this made her feel self-conscious, she also adored how she looked in it. It was just so different. And, it had pockets to hide her hands in when she wanted. Brilliant.
Lily twirled around, first watching the royal blue cloth widen out with her spins, then caught glimpses of herself in the mirror. She couldn’t stop staring at her reflection, but after twenty minutes she finally tore herself away, not wanting to be late. She didn’t remember that her date with Jozua was a date until she walked to Cascade Hall where they’d planned to meet.
Seeing him made her feel embarrassed, so she looked down at her dress. “Well, what do you think?” she asked in one breath. She felt nervous for some reason and it made her want to run upstairs and change. “I know it wasn’t what either of us expected, but Charlotte sent it and I thought I might as well wear it tonight, with the Prefect dance and all. I might never be able to wear it again, you know, though that’s only partially true since my cousins have a fancy Christmas Eve ball every year and I’m certain society has got loads of fancy dress balls for adult pure-bloods.” Lily shut her mouth and cleared her throat, waiting for a response.
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Jozua Sparks
July 11, 2018 1:58 PM
You did that very well by Jozua Sparks
Jozua stood in front of his mirror, studying his reflection doubtfully. The dress robes were nice enough. Surely not up to Grandmother Maartin’s standards, of course, but definitely more distinguished-looking than what he normally wore.He had bought them at the dress sale, from the booth set up by Aladren Robes. In the context of the Cascade Hall, and with an unusually large percentage of blue fabric on display, Jozua almost hadn’t realized it was the same shop where he bought his school robes every summer until he recognized the old man greeting the students coming to his booth. Then a guilty feeling that Jozua may have been the one who had infected the guy when he’d bought his new school robes last August - that he was there at all meant he had already suffered the disease that caused both Sonora and Aladren to be quarantined - led him to look at the robes on offer, and between actually needing a set of robes for the ball and seeing that Aladren Robes was one of the more affordable booths at the sale had resulted in Jozua not having much excuse not to buy something from them.
He wasn’t displeased with his choice, and it would have been where he got his robes anyway if there hadn’t been a quarantine, but he still thought he looked like he some actor in costume and not himself. His hair was too neat. His robes were too clean and unwrinkled and nicely embroidered. He looked like a Maartin, not a Sparks, and it made him feel uncomfortable, as it always did when he visited his mother’s family in the Netherlands. Like he was pretending to be something he wasn’t.
At least he’d look good for the prefect dance with Lily. Speaking of, he glanced at the clock and got moving. It wouldn’t do to leave his best friend waiting.
He got to their meeting spot in the Cascade Hall first, but not by much. In fact, he almost missed Lily entirely. She was nearly on top of him before he realized the girl in the dress approaching him was even her. Certainly she was close enough to see the look of shocked recognition when he put together the features and came up with Lily as the name belonging to her.
“Wow, you look . . . beautiful,” he said, sounding a little too surprised to be entirely complimentary, but it was at least honest. In truth, at that moment, he was too stunned to be anything but honest.
He must have gotten entirely the wrong impression when talking to her about what they’d be wearing, because he had truthfully been expecting to find her in wizard’s robes not unlike his own.
Well, there went the half formed idea he’d had of sneaking off to climb trees like they had in their first year during the ball. Not that he hadn’t already been second guessing that plan on the grounds that this was a date-date and she might think he was euphemising a different kind of sneaking off, and he wasn’t sure that she wouldn’t slap him if he did that.
This one ball might be a date but they were definitely not a couple by any stretch of the imagination at this point. Lily wasn’t ready for that, and honestly, Jozua wasn’t really either.
Lily clearly felt about as uncomfortable about her dress as she did about dating him, if the torrent of words spilling from her was any indication.
“Really, you’re beautiful,” he repeated, holding out a hand tentatively, not quite sure how much physical contact was appropriate or welcome. Was holding hands too much? “Charlotte has good taste. It looks amazing on you.” Then, because it was Lily, and they were best friends forever before they were anything else, he added, smiling fondly, “I mean, it’s completely not you at all, but we can be imposters together for a night, right? Really awesome looking imposters. We can pretend we’re spies.”
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Lily
July 12, 2018 9:41 PM
Now to keep the momentum going. by Lily
Jozua looked smashing and Lily’s stomach fluttered. It wasn’t the same overwhelming butterfly sort she’d felt with Geoff or Alex, so she didn’t think much of it. Primarily, she was concerned with the way he was looking at her, and if he approved. Shock was a good sign; it meant he noticed there was something drastically different with her appearance. Whether that was a good sense of shock or a bad one had yet to be determined.She found out soon enough. No one had ever called Lily beautiful before. She felt her face flush almost immediately even though Jozua sounded surprised to find her so. She would have been surprised too, had she been in his shoes. His repetition reinforced her colour. “Well, um, thank you,” she said, feeling stupid for blushing so hard. Her instinct told her to punch him in the arm and play off her embarrassment, but Lily could mind her manners tonight. “You look really fit tonight. I like your robes.” He held out his hand, and Lily naturally moved to put her hand into his and grasp it, her thoughts catching up with her a second later. Was he trying to shake her hand? Or did he mean a high-five? Oh well, it was too late now.
The blush would not abate, and she glanced away to take a deep breath whilst screaming expletives in her mind as Jozua complimented Charlotte’s taste.
His next comment was more welcome, and Lily nodded, still looking away as her face gradually cooled. “I had wizard robes prepared, but my sister can be very convincing when she wants to be,” she replied. “But I suppose it’s fitting for this pretend. Lily Spencer and Jozua Sparks posing as a couple at a charity gala to search for the missing crown jewels. Or shall we change our names? I’ll be Sam Davies, detective extraordinaire.” She gave a moment for Jozua to decide if he wanted to change his identity before saying, “Shall we begin our search?” She smiled at him. It was easy, this – coming up with games and make-believe was what their friendship was founded upon.
Lily walked in with Jozua and stood with him at the side, still holding his hand, waiting for the Headmaster to make his opening statements. She felt eyes on her, whether or not they were actually there, but she refused to be intimidated. She liked this dress and she was going to wear it. If someone told her she couldn’t climb trees or ride a broom as a result, she would right punch him or her in the nose. But being here, holding her best friend’s hand, felt oddly comfortable underneath the strange, unfamiliar territory. Jozua wasn’t someone she was afraid of scaring away with her chattiness and boyish behaviors. He was reliable and a fellow knight and peculiarly attractive in this light.
It was time for Prefects to open the ball with a dance, so Lily went to the open floor with Jozua. With him, it was usually all fun and games – and perhaps some late-night tutoring – but tonight was supposed to be different. Suddenly, she was regretting what she’d said earlier. She didn’t want this entire night to be a game – though on any other occasion it sounded like loads of fun searching for something bejeweled enough to pass for the crown jewels. She would save that idea for a later time.
“We don’t… have to pretend all night, do we?” asked Lily as they danced. She could feel her uncharacteristic blush coming on again, so again she avoided eye-contact. She didn’t remember blushing nearly so much around Geoff or Alex. “I just mean it would be nice to dance as just Lily and Jozua, perfectly normal, magical teenagers with nothing particularly interesting going on.” Except that they were two best friends going on a date, but she left that bit out to give her face some time to return to its pale hue.
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Jozua
July 13, 2018 9:59 PM
Like a rolling stone by Jozua
She was blushing. It was kind of cute. Better not to mention it though. Jozua knew from personal experience that only made it worse.Oh, and now she was holding his hand. That was . . . nice. He felt a weird fuzzy feeling in his stomach. He liked holding her hand. And now he was blushing a little, too, but so was she, so it was okay.
Okay, good. Spies. Spies were easy and comfortable and they knew how to pretend, they were good at it, and it put everything into a context they could handle.
"Different names," he decided without needing to think about it. Spies used aliases during their missions, so of course they'd needed aliases, too, even if their real names were still Jozua and Lily. He wasn't sure if Sam Davies was supposed to be Lily's alias or her pretend real name, but if she wanted to be called Sam, it was probably an alias? Except Sam was a detective extraordinare, so did that make Sam the one going going on the mission to find the jewels? Best to ask.
"Is Sam your alias or your pretend real name? You can call me by my alias, um," he tried to think of a cool spy alias name, "Darrien Lang, but if we break character, my real name is, ah," oh, now he needed a cool spy name, "Spenser Hart." It was only after he said it that he realized he'd taken her last name for his first name, even if he was mentally spelling it differently. Oops. Oh well. It was fine. Oh, except he combined it with hart, which obviously sounded the same as heart and - gah. He was such a dork. He'd just have to pretend he wasn't subconsciously that corny. He was good at pretending, right? Maybe she'd think he was still blushing about them holding hands.
Which was still pretty awesome, by the way. He liked holding her hand.
They went in, got herded by Deputy Skies to be stand with the other prefects, and soon enough it was time for the prefect dance.
Jozua knew how to dance. His mom had seen to that. You couldn't be half-Maartin and not know how to dance. So he took Lily - Sam - into hold properly and led her around the dance floor. Being Spenser and Sam took away most of the awkwardness. They were supposed to be good at this. After a few spins, though, Lily yanked that security away.
And suddenly they were just Lily and Jozua out on the dance floor. And that was okay too. Better than okay, really. Because Lily wanted to be just Lily and Jozua, dancing together, in front of all of their peers, and that . . . that was the best thing Jozua could imagine.
He smiled at her with joy in his heart and butterflies in his stomach and said, "Yeah. The crown jewels can wait." He took a slightly shaky breath and asked, "Dance with me, Lily Spencer?" Which, really, was kind of dumb thing to say, because they already were but it was the principle of the thing.
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Lily
July 15, 2018 5:00 PM
I foresee awkward conversations in our future. by Lily
"Sam'll be my pretend name, Octavia Lee will my alias." Lily appreciated Jozua for remembering those details - they were ever so consequential in pretend realistic spy situations. Spencer was her surname - most likely a coincidence or a lack of creativity on Jozua's part - but she supposed it fit as a decent first name as well.They were both blushing, which was all right as long as she wasn't the only one. Lily was reminded that Jozua had real feelings for her, which only made her blush more before they walked into Cascade together.
As they danced, Lily quietly impressed by her best friend's skill, he smiled at her in response to her question. Suddenly, she felt vulnerable together with him in front of everyone, but as long as she didn't step on the dress and trip, she would be fine. Now she understood why Charlotte liked to wear her hair long - it provided excellent cover in situations like these when one's face was an embarrassingly unnatural hue.
"We're already dancing," said Lily immediately, smiling a little at the silly question, but Jozua looked serious. Did he mean something else? Maybe he meant dancing again after this, which was fine with her. "I mean, of course I will, Jozua Sparks. I'll dance with you all night, if you'd like, except when we're at the refreshments table. Or unless we decide to escape to Labyrinth Gardens." Perhaps that came out wrong, because often couples on dates sought solitude to do other things than dance or play pretend. She coloured, hoping he didn't get the wrong idea. She didn't think either of them were ready for something like that. "If we wanted to take a break from the ball, that is." It was only sounding worse, so she stopped talking. Maybe it would be best to stop saying whatever was immediately on her mind for now.
But in a few seconds Lily couldn't help herself. "I don't think I've ever stayed at a ball long enough to know how it gets on," she said. She also had no clue what to do on a date with her best friend. They were already so close, the only thing missing was the physical affection, one step Lily was actually afraid to initiate with Jozua right at this moment. "Have you ever stayed at a ball till the end?" Was it an awkward conversation topic? She was certain it was, but she really didn't know what else to chat about.
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Jozua
July 27, 2018 8:52 PM
There are some doozies in our past, too by Jozua
"Got it," Jozua nodded, committing the name and alias to his short-term memory. He doubted this character play would come up again much in the future, except maybe as an inside joke, but he did want to remember it for at least the evening. He was also glad she didn't make a comment about his own 'real name'.What she did respond to was his idiotic question about dancing together, but then she corrected her initial response with something more . . . more. He didn’t even know what to call this conversation. Awkward, perhaps, though not their worst by a long shot. Romantic wasn’t quite it either, but it was in that neighborhood, almost? Maybe that was why it was kind of weird since that wasn’t their normal mode of interaction.
Or maybe it was weird because they were calling each other by their full names and asking stupid questions. And whose fault was that? Jozua’s. He was the weird one.
Truthfully, because it was Lily and they had a shared past ball history of escaping to the Gardens, Jozua did not read anything untoward into her suggestion. Well, he did, for a very brief moment, but then he told himself he was being a teenage boy and she didn’t mean it that way because it was Lily and escaping to the Gardens what they did during balls, because balls were stuffy and the Gardens were fun.
Then Lily asked a normal safe question that helped put them back into their normal comfortable mode of conversing. Still dancing, which was really nice, and he’d have to remember to thank Mom for making him learn, but comfortable together again, like they should be. “The only times I ever did stay until the end, it was in the Netherlands,” Jozua admitted, which was no doubt because he only ever went to balls in his maternal family’s company, and they never deigned to visit the States. The Sparks side was far too eccentric to get invited to anything like that in America. And too practical to ever want to be, though Dad did a good job pretending otherwise, to appease his in-laws when they visited. “So there were language barriers to make it even more hideously boring and tedious. I’m all for skipping out once we know who won the House Cup.” Teppenpaw had a title to defend, after all. He looked doubtfully at her nice dress. As beautiful as it was on Lily, he doubted its practicality. “Not sure how good that’s going to hold up to climbing trees tonight, though.”
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Lily
August 08, 2018 11:34 PM
We certainly can't forget those. by Lily
Jozua was a surprisingly good dancer. She wasn't sure what she had expected, seeing as they'd hardly danced together before, but she was admittedly surprised. It was actually enjoyable - not tense with counting steps or making sure they didn't step on each other's feet."Don't worry about me," she replied. "It may not look like much, but I'll Transfigure something more appropriate to wear when we leave. But if worse comes to worst, you could levitate me into the branches." They'd never tried magic like that on each other before, and it would be interesting to be on the receiving end of it.
Lily wrinkled her nose. "A ball in the Netherlands, then? I can only imagine how posh it must've been considering the balls my cousins hold every year. Both hideously boring and tedious." Lily twirled and returned to his arms with a grin. "But no lovely Dutch witches caught your eye?" she teased. Even though he claimed to like her very, very much, a lovely witch was sure to be a pleasant distraction to any person their age. Or, at least, difficult not to notice.
She wondered for a moment if she would ever fit into that category. Charlotte certainly did. That was the reason why her older sister had so many suitors. Adam was married, but his charm and good looks had attracted many witches at English parties as well. Even with this beautiful dress, Lily didn't imagine herself being stared at and whispered about because of her lovely features. Perhaps it was more of a blessing than a curse for her, but there were times like right now that she wished to be distractingly attractive.
The Prefect dance ended and Lily pecked Jozua's cheek before mocking a curtsy. "Thank you for the dance, Mr Sparks," she said. "Care for another? Dancing is actually more fun that I expected. Maybe because I'm dancing with you." The statement sounded more romantic than she'd meant, but Lily held out her hand unwaveringly. "I mean, if you want," she continued, unable to stop herself in a moment of self-doubt. "Or we can visit the refreshment table and snack a bit."
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Jozua
August 14, 2018 3:15 PM
I’ve tried. It doesn’t work. by Jozua
Jozua grinned as Lily assured him that climbing trees was not out of the question tonight. And they called Aladrens problem solvers. “Right, good plan,” he approved. “Probably try transfiguration first. Wouldn’t want to tear the dress if my levitation is aimed poorly.”They spun and turned in time with the music and the conversation moved with them. “Yeah,” he agreed. “Horribly posh. I was afraid to touch anything for fear it would shatter and cost my parents millions of galleons.” He shrugged, “They were pretty, I guess,” he conceded about the Dutch pureblood girls, “but they looked about as likely to shatter as anything else if I tried suggesting doing anything fun. Assuming they could understand me at all.”
Soon enough the Prefect dance concluded and for a moment Jozua froze after Lily kissed him, but then he recovered himself (no being weird, he had promised her) and returned Lily’s curtsy with a grin and an over the top bow. “It was an absolute pleasure, Miss Spencer.”
Then she even went on to request another dance, stating outright that she enjoyed dancing with him more than she normally liked dancing. Jozua tried really hard not to preen and look absurdly pleased with this turn of events. Not entirely successful in that regard, his words were tinged with elation as he told her, “I’d be glad to go for another spin.” Then, worried she might think they were getting weird and couple-y for wanting to dance more - she did seem to be trying to back down from her own statement - he added, “The snack table looks crowded right now anyway, and it’ll still be there later.”
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Lily
August 15, 2018 2:14 AM
Throwing another one at you now. by Lily
"Oh, Charlotte would murder me if this dress was torn," said Lily, unable to hide her smirk. "I can just imagine her expression. You can't deny it would be a fun game though, levitating each other," she added. Perhaps more fun for her than for Jozua, but she wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt.Jozua didn't seem very interested in dull, pretty witches, and Lily felt a bit pleased. She liked that her best friend wasn't easily seduced by a pretty face like so many other wizards. She couldn't stand teenage boys sometimes whilst they ogled older witches or acted too afraid to ask the prettiest witch in the room to dance. Lily much preferred this: dancing with her best mate in a pretty dress with only an ounce of awkwardness sprinkled in here and there.
Lily smiled at Jozua's response. He couldn't seem to hide his pleasure at dancing with her again, and she basked in his attention as she took his arm again. "Lovely. You're right, it will be. The ball's only begun, anyhow." She was quiet for a moment, the thought of Dutch witches and teenage boys rising in her mind again.
"I wanted to ask," she said slowly, "if you've ever dated anyone? Or... been with a girl? I know we don't really talk about those sorts of things, but I'm just curious." She could feel the warmth in her ears as she spoke.
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Throwing another one at you now.
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