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Post by Vanessa Malfoy on Jun 20, 2007 1:58:56 GMT
Vanessa had decided that at one in the morning she wanted to leave the busy common-room and have a little peace and quite of her own. So, she marched upstairs and into the cleanest hallway she could find. "This'll have to do," she mumbled, conjuring a nice leopard print blanket for her to sit on. She spread her manicure set across it, opening a container of black nail polish and sitting down. She placed her hand down, about to start painting. Some things were left better done the old fashion way. |
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Post by Diana Fortuna on Jun 20, 2007 17:29:36 GMT
Walking down the corridors now a days was quite eventful. She really had found plenty of interesting things to join in. Almost walking past Nessa, she smiled and stopped herself. Putting her hand on her hip and keeping the smile on her face, her eyebrow rose, "Are you doing manicures in the middle of the corridor?" Diana knew the answer but giggled anyways. Sitting down next to her she smiled. "Do you mind if I help you... I'm actually really good at nails, hair, make-up, well pretty much anything that can better the appearance," she said flashing her infamous smile. Diana was really rather bored and hoped that Nessa wouldn't mind if they kept each other company.
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Post by Vanessa Malfoy on Jun 24, 2007 22:41:15 GMT
Vanessa raised her eyebrows, the tip of her nail-polish brush almost reaching her nail. "No. I thought the walls needed a new coat of paint," she said sarcastically. She nodded all the same, a small glossed grin spreading across her lips. "I'm rather good at those things aswell, but you're welcome to join me. I have just about every color."
She dipped the brush back into the black nail polish, bringing it gently down across her middle finger. She moved over for the other girl, making room. (Sorry! I haven't been on for awhile.) |
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Post by Diana Fortuna on Jun 29, 2007 20:39:21 GMT
Diana looked at the walls when she said she was painting the walls. "Oh they do need a much darker color, I agree with the choice," she spoke in the same sarcasm that Vanessa used. Sitting down right by her, she smiled. "What color suits me?" she asked her curious for her answer.
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