<div class="floatleft">(https://media.giphy.com/media/kR6A2nro8yx3i/giphy.gif)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Rhys Morahan (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14664047#msg14664047)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor, 6th Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 inches, Chestnut, Dragon heartstring, Flexible<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Timbs, black jeans, navy blue shirt (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/40/56/39/4056395aef78e09fdb9880b8fffadcdd.png)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Challenge is on<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Imagine Dragons - Thunder (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fKopy74weus)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Bambi, Mack, Raynor, Open<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> N/A</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/><em>"You're like quarreling siblings. Each unique, each misunderstood?"</em><br/><br/>"Naaaah," Rhys let out, not really agreeing with that.<br/><br/><em>"It's pretty much a love to hate with us. Especially Rhys."</em><br/><br/>Rhys glanced at Mack as she said that, nodding and wobbling his head slightly as he kind of agreed with that statement.<em>Some truth in that,</em>he thought.<br/><br/>"Healthy rivalries amongst neighbors; wouldn't really use the word sibling, luv, not when shagging's involved. All of it is pretty straightforward, though, if you ask me," he explained.<br/><br/>Rhys's hand slipped on Bambi's shoulder as Raynor grabbed Bambi like a bag of potatoes, with Rhys having just the time to duck Bambi's legs with a step back as Raynor spun her around carelessly.<br/><br/>"What the fuck, mate?" Rhys let out, visibly upset. "Put her down, King Kong, she's not Ann Darrow," he ordered the giant, not as intimidated by the physical presence of the man as maybe he should be.<em>The taller they are the harder they fall,</em>Rhys remembered himself, ready to rugby tackle his ass if need be, but Raynor put her down softly and took a moment to speak. Bambi looked speechless as well, possibly traumatized. She seemed not to know who he was, which confused Rhys even more.<br/><br/><em>"You've grown up. Grown more beautiful than a good night's dream. I never thought I'd see you again, but here you are. It's like magic. Or fate!"</em><br/><br/>"What?" Rhys exclaimed, realizing the giant apparently knew Bambi. Then again, there was a way to greet someone properly.<br/><br/><em>"Do you remember me? My name is Raynor."</em><br/><br/>Rhys turned his head towards Mack, shook his head, then looked back at Raynor.<br/><br/>"You might've wanted to start off with that, mate, instead of grabbing people out of nowhere," Rhys pointed out, looking up to the man eight inches taller than him.<br/><br/><em>"The night is young, and the alcohol is still pouring. Rhys, I love you. Never change."</em><br/><br/>On that note, Mack blew him a kiss, which Rhys interpreted as ironic, and she walked away to the bar.<br/><br/>"<acronym title="Have a good time">Knees up</acronym>," he told her as she left.