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Olive Elaine Hornby. ([info]olivebranch) wrote in [info]thegarden,
@ 2009-08-04 01:20:00


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You think it's cool to be crazy.
WHO: Olive Hornby and Alfred Potter.
WHAT: Alfred is attacked by books, and Olive comes to his rescue.
WHEN: Evening, first week of school.
WHERE: Library.
STATUS: Incomplete.

Despite the fact that she had intentionally ignored Alfred on the train, Olive found herself missing his company. After being annoyed to death by his attempt at ignoring her back, she had convinced him to give her another chance, and he responded by telling her he was trapped. And Olive, whose imagination was probably far too odd for her own good, believed that he really was trapped. And ever the hero, she had raced to the library to save her best friend from the tower of books that seemed to have ensnared him.

“Fredo!” She shouted, disregarding the fact that shouting in a library was practically taboo. After getting shushed by nearly everyone in the library, she raced through the shelves, loudly whispering his name while knocking every poor soul that happened to be in her way to the side.

But Alfred was no where to be seen. She brought a hand to her forehead rather dramatically, and sighed, letting herself fall back against the bookshelf behind her.

“I’m too late!”


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[info]alfredo
2009-08-04 08:48 am UTC (link)
Alfred was still rather put out at Olive because she hadn't sat by him on the train, on PURPOSE, and he had no idea why. It was terrible, and he didn't like it at all. She was his best friend. He'd never admit this, but it always felt sort of empty when she wasn't around. Too quiet. And that annoyed him like no other. So when he heard her come barrelling through the quiet library, a little smile rose to his lips and he crouched down behind the (what felt like) millions of books that he was actually reading for his Transfiguration essay. He continued studying, blithely ignoring the shouts, until of course he heard her proclaim she was too late. That was just TOO hilarious. He started laughing and waved his hand so she could see it.

"Right here, love!"

He grinned, hoping everything was back to normal now. It had to be, didn't it?

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[info]olivebranch
2009-08-04 09:56 pm UTC (link)
Olive jumped upon hearing his voice, and turned around and around in search of her best friend. She saw a hand peeking over a stack of books and was oddly disappointed to find that she didn’t really have to rescue him from a mountain of books. Sighing, she approached the hand, and knocked the stack of books off the table he was sitting at carelessly. She made herself comfortable by seating herself in the same spot the books had previously been and leaned forward, flicking Alfred in the middle of his forehead.

“You liar, you said you were trapped! I dropped my very exciting agenda for the day just to come and rescue you, you know.” She moved her attention to all the books around him, and picked one up with two fingers, as if it were toxic. She looked at it distastefully, then dropped it, turning her attention back to him.

“What are you doing reading, anyways?”

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