Private: Libby & Barty.

[bluejeans]

Niamh’s eyes wandered around the room, taking in the details of the room. The floor was cold, and she realised she was bare foot, since she had removed her muddy shoes. Glancing over Snowfoots shoulder she watched him opening the door to the back garden.

[Bartimaeus]

(She isn't wearing socks? xD)

Snowfoot stepped outside, the rain still pattering down lightly. He rushed over to the decorated white gazeibo(spspspspspspsp????????).

(WBWBWBBWBWBWBWBBWB)

~Barty

[bluejeans]

((Nope:P))

Niamh hurried after Snowfoot to the gazebo [Think that’s now it’s spelt]. She wiped the drops of rain from her face once they were inside the gazebo.

((Saaaame.))

[Bartimaeus]

(Gaze. Bow. That's how it sounds in my head. xD)

"Me and my sister used to play under here in the summer when we were little. I remember dancing with her, too." Snowfoot looked up and smiled, tapping the gazeibo with his left hand.

~Barty

[bluejeans]

Niamh leaned against the gazebo. “Sounds like you have good memories here.” She said, looking around the gazebo.

[Bartimaeus]

Snowfoot looked down, "I did."

(DAAAAAAMMMMNNNNNIIIIITTTTTTTTTTT................... I JUST REMEMBERED THEY'RE AT THE HOUSE IN IRELAND! DAMMMMNNNNIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTT.............................!!!!!)

~Barty

[bluejeans]

((xD I totally forgot about that))
Niamh nodded, she ran her hand through her black, long hair. “Well.” She sighed to break silence.

[Bartimaeus]

(Yeah, and I just remembered. ._.")

Snowfoot held out his hand to the girl. "Care for a dance?" He grinned playfully.

~Barty

[bluejeans]

Niamh nodded, and grabbed Snowfoot’s hand, smiling back at him. “Yes but you’ll have to teach me.” She answered.

[Bartimaeus]

Snowfoot's grin widened. "Teach? It's easy."

~Barty