<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/c3/a4/60/c3a460f0ca6b900bca7a140fe7fe2208.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Corey Dwyer (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14675375#msg14675375)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor, 5th year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Halfblood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10inches, Sycamore, Dragon Heartstring<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Relaxed (http://i.imgur.com/j06MR9y.jpg)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Friday, Sept 6th, late evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Grace's Single Dorm<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Gaming time<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Spidey-Time (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sflfp-C0MxY)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Grace - Closed</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/>Corey knew of course that he was getting into trouble when he mentioned that there were quite a few outfits in the game and that you could change them as you went to a girl who lived and died by fashion, but that was really the fun of it.  If it had been JUST a Spiderman game, sure Grace would have been into it (she really did crush hard), but add in the chance to play in different outfits AND as the comic world’s most famous redhead?  Well, that just set the hook in good and deep.  “Yeah, I figured you might.  I’ll just leave this copy here then, so on your off time you can look at outfit after outfit without making me crazy in the process…” Corey mumbled around yet another cookie, the only snack that was currently in reach enough to shove in his face and to keep swinging through the streets.<br/><br/>“There are a bunch of Mary Jane parts, but I haven’t gotten too far into them.  Sometimes she just shows up, but sometimes you are full on playing AS her.”  Corey nodded, his eyes glued to the screen as he played, carefully working Spider-man through the checkpoints, knowing he had more to show Grace.  Playing and with his eyes on the screen, Corey only shook his head about Grace’s protest that she was ONLY wearing jeans.  Of course she looked dressed up next to him in his schlubby clothes, but he’d never get her to admit it.  Instead, he listened as she moved on, describing one of the weird books she was rereading.<br/><br/>“So, wait, it’s about some business woman, who has a boyfriend and a good job, and takes in a homeless guy.”  Corey remarked, his voice practically dripping with skepticism.  “So, LOTS of questions.  Why does he agree to be a pet, not just like, a roommate?  What does being a pet entail?  How does the boyfriend take all this?” He asked, thinking that even for Grace’s choice of reading material, this one was far afield.  Who even came UP with this stuff?!  “I can at least answer the last one.  This probably shouldn’t come as a surprise to you Grace, but most guys don’t want to just be petted and to cuddle.  That’s what they buy you stuffed animals for.”<br/><br/>Grinning, Corey looked over his shoulder at Grace’s shamble of a bed before pausing the game and plopping the controller into her lap.  “Here, you need to practice.  You aren’t going to get any better by watching.”<br/>