Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-8267955-20140522051939/@comment-3568435-20140523033555

It went without saying that neither Hortense nor Winston were part of boo-dent council. But that didn't mean the Hodag wouldn't drag him in early anyhow. She dragged along her rolling suitcase, stuffed with clothes and pajamas and a spare helmet in case of emergencies and all that good stuff, pulling Winston by the hand. "C'mon, 'ya lunk! We gotta get there soon or all the cool spots will be taken and we'll miss the rock climbing!"

"Ah divvint think thor's rock climbing." He replied flatly, his suitcase under his arm, which had a myriad of candy wrappers and logos glued onto it.

"There should be!" She said with a toothy grin. Admittedly, a lock-in was pretty tame considering Hortense's more crazed exploits, but walking around a school building after hours always had a sort of thrill to it. Being where she shouldn't be! Sleeping not in her messy bed, but on a cold hard floor! So much fun! After calling up every single person she knew on her iCoffin, one Candyman boy decided that it could be fun, and so here she was with a boy who possessed an obnoxious Geordie accent, dragging him along. "I'm gonna be mad if I can't do anythin' cool here."

Winston struggled to keep his hat on, what with Hortense dragging him so quick. "Ahm sure it'll be fun nar na mattor wot happens. Ah gan bust yeut sum candies an' tonics an'--"

"Don't." Hortense said deadpan, swallowing hard. She still had the aftertaste of that last Lindor Truffle she took from him...

The twosome walked nearer and nearer to the school, exited and smirking and chattering along.