<div class="floatleft">(http://i857.photobucket.com/albums/ab136/mrbunnyhesayno/Moses_zps54d8ac4f.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name ::</strong>Moses Price<br/><strong>Location ::</strong>Box 1<br/><strong>House ::</strong>Gryffindor<br/><strong>Year/Titles ::</strong>5th Year / Quidditch Seeker<br/><strong>Date/Time ::</strong>9/1/88 - 8:15am<br/><strong>What ::</strong>Calming Ms. Simon down, Greeting his co-captain<br/><strong>Tag ::</strong>Karlee<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">I'm having fun too, Sharon!</div></div><hr/><hr/><br/>A smile from Karlee started things off. She gradually began to calm back down from her panic mode, and as he talked and remained close she went all the way back to normal. Crisis averted it looked like. After he told her what he thought would help, she pulled him into a hug and he was only too happy to hug her back. It was always nice to hug a friend(especially a pretty girl), but Karlee really needed one right now. She let the hug end and looked out the window, talking to him but focusing on things elsewhere.<br/><br/>"Talkin' to him's all you can do, Karlee. He's your brotha, though. He's literally your other half. You guys will work somthin' out, I guarantee it." After continuing to stare out the window for a while, she asked him what he was looking forward to this school year. "Ya know...I haven't really thought about that yet. Well I<em>gotta</em>play some wicked pranks this year. But my big goal for the year is to get us the Quidditch Championship. We get that, I'll be happy regardless of what else happens, yeah?"<br/><br/>His head turned to the door at the sound of it sliding open, and the first thing he saw was that Weasley hair. "Oi! Looks like you found em', mate." Grinning, he hopped up to his feet and locked eyes with his Co-Captain. "If it ain't Charlie Weasley." He walked the few steps to where Charlie was standing at the door, then wrapped his friend in a hug and pulled him into the car. "How you doin, bruv? But before you answer...you said the best Beater<em>with</em>a brain. That mean Eric's the best without one?"