⋟ xxxxxx Samantha Eliza Jones ⇢ ☠ ☠
Nicknames? Sam or Liza
I'm not afraid of heights...
I'm not afraid of the dark...
I'm not afraid of being loved...
I'm not afraid of the dark...
I'm not afraid of being loved...
Sam waved slightly as Olivia left the Great Hall. Not too long after she had finished her food, and seeing no reason to stay, stood up and walked out of the Great Hall. Making her way towards the Gryffindor Common room, once she was there she stood looking at the painting, mentaly slaping herself on the forehead. The raven haired girl had one, forgotten the password already, or two, not remembered being told it. She could be a total idoit at times, and forgetting about the password was one of the momments. Letting out a soft sigh she leaned against the railing of the staircase and crossed her arms over her chest, now having no real choice other then wait for another Gryffidor to come.
...I'm afraid of falling.
...I'm afraid of what's in it
...I'm afraid of not being loved back
...I'm afraid of what's in it
...I'm afraid of not being loved back
[[ether way is fine, whichever you choose to do is fine with me]]