-"Let's go for it, just for tonight! C'mon, c'mon, c'mon..." Message Me - 23:59, July 4, 2014 (UTC)
Finding Rik, she smiled. "Sorry, Rik. You ended up with me, I'm not all that glamorous really." She was obviously slightly bashful, which was extremely unlike Apol.
Rikard RasmussenBoyanova, 6th Year • Denmark -"I intend to live forever - so far so good." – 00:06, July 5, 2014 (UTC)
He smiles half heartedly. Following Apol to the closet. "Well," he says, as they make their way there. "It's better you than someone else. Like a guy. Or a girl I don't really know. But I suppose I don't really really know you that well, huh? Agh. That was rude. Sorry. I've seen your face before, though. And I know you're in my year and that's just wonderful because just imagine what would happen if I got a seventh year I didn't know that would be seven minutes of boredom, and not really seven minutes in heaven, but I suppose in heaven you don't really need to do anything aside from bouncing around on cloud trampolines." He blinks. "Rambling. Sorry. You do seem glamorous by the way."
-"Let's go for it, just for tonight! C'mon, c'mon, c'mon..." Message Me - 14:01, July 5, 2014 (UTC)
"I ramble too," Apol admitted, her mind still processing the #fangirling party going on in her head. This was her luck - maybe the four leaf clover really had been lucky. And having a seventh year would kinda suck - I think I'd take the cloud trampoline." She opened the door. "You first? I mean I know they say ladies first but - and thank you for the compliment. That's sweet of you." Her cheeks tinge with a slight blush, and she was just hoping Rik wouldn't notice.
Rikard RasmussenBoyanova, 6th Year • Denmark -"I intend to live forever - so far so good." – 14:15, July 5, 2014 (UTC)
He steps inside the closet and takes her hand, guiding her inside and not noticing the blush. When the door shuts, he smiles even though he can't see her. "Seven minutes." he says, "Time to formally introduce myself, m'lady, I'm Rikard Rasmussen."