<div class="floatleft">(http://66.media.tumblr.com/a7f1444233a5c54afb96d542c55e3b3b/tumblr_inline_nh1odr2khl1qc4cgj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Silas Rosier-Noc (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=261273.msg12892601#msg12892601)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>17<br/><strong>House:</strong>Hufflepuff<br/><strong>Patronus:</strong>Sparrow Hawk (http://pre05.deviantart.net/e82e/th/pre/f/2011/272/a/b/sparrow_hawk_by_smudger_muhudger-d3crazx.jpg)<br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong>Pansexual<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black T-Shirt, black jeans, black leather shoes, and a Hufflepuff Yellow pullover hoodie.<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 2nd 2018, Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Astronomy Tower<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jaedan Connolly - Closed<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>She gave him confirmation of what he had suspected. That she had been a virgin the first time they fooled around. She said that she didn't sleep with a bunch of people, so he still assumed there was at least one other person she slept with beyond him. Silas had a hard time telling himself that he was the only one, even as she said that she had let him in her life, "Nothing wrong with not wanting to be a virgin," he said softly. He had already started to nuzzle into her neck a bit and slide his fingers down along the tops of her thighs when she told him to stop and pulled away from him.<br/><br/>"Okay," he wasn't the type to 'convince' someone. Flirting and asking were one thing, but stop meant stop for him. Instead, he scooted to the edge of the desk and listened as she went off on her rant. About how there were things about her no one knew and how it was easier to just keep people away than to lt them care about her. How she had to be a bitch so people would hate her. Silas couldn't related to that, but he was smart enough to know that he did similar things. He didn't shove people away, but he did pretend like everything was either a big joke or just a way for him to get sex. It tended to keep most people at a distance.<br/><br/>His eyes went a little wide as she kept going and went on about how she knew how her life was going to end and how she was going to die. Silas was ready to find a way to get out of the room even if he had to blow the door down and go get her some help. He wasn't too familiar with suicidal rants, but he had heard his father muttering in some of his semi-clear moments about ending his own life. It made him uncomfortable and nervous. But then she said the word 'visions' and said how her brother would mourn her.<br/><br/>Silas wasn't one for frowning. He tended to enjoy life. But she said that he would only remember her as a girl he used to fuck, "You think I wouldn't be sad if I found out you died? You think other people wouldn't be? I'm sorry, Jaed, but you're not quite the bitch you like to think you are. If you really wanted to push people away, you'd be out there hexing first years and making girls cry by calling them fat and acting like the queen bee. Just cause I don't<em>love</em>you," he doubted he could have romantic love for anyone, "Doesn't mean I don't fucking care. You're pretty much the only person I've slept with more than twice. I knew you probably just thought of me as some kind of sex toy, but I'm not that damn heartless..."<br/><br/>He hopped off the desk and walked over to her, taking his chances and wrapping his arms around her shoulders, "Vision or not, we control what happens with our lives. There are thousands, maybe more, prophecies in the world. They all don't get to come true. Even if they do, it's not your choice who gets to remember you and how they remember you. Whether you like it or not, there will be someone who misses you."<br/><br/>Silas ran his hands up and down her arms a little, "You want to get out of here?"