15 October 1984 @ 11:38 pm
Ann!  
Otto had been in a better mood over the last couple of weeks than he had been in the last few years. It all had to do with a certain redheaded witch he had been spending most of his time with. They had just been hanging out, but they were hanging out enough for people to start to question whether or not they were more than just friends. Otto never really knew how to respond when people commented on what a 'cute couple' they were, and he could tell Ann's cheeks went bright red whenever the subject was brought up. They neither confirmed or denied it in public, but it was definitely something Otto thought about.

Why weren't they a couple? They enjoyed spending time with each other, they had a lot of the same interests, they made each other laugh - it all just seemed to make sense, though Otto had yet to try and get them out of the friend zone before they became trapped there. He just didn't want to mess it all up, somehow.

Arriving at Ann's doorstep, Otto adjusted the bag in his arms. He had stopped for some sandwiches, as promised, and was now just waiting for the young healer to let him inside. Once the door was opened, his eyes focused on the petite woman before him, offering a smile. He seemed to smile every time he saw her.

"Hey," he stepped forward to give her a kiss on the cheek before going inside, allowing her to shut the door behind him. He made his way back towards the kitchen in order to place the bag of food down. Her house always smelled amazing - like flowers and sweet spices. He felt comfortable, here.

"Hope you're hungry," he offered, once his arms were free, turning back towards her. "I couldn't remember what you liked so I got pretty much everything, just to be safe."
 
 
25 August 1984 @ 09:53 pm
 
Who: Ann Shimpling & Otto Bagman
What: A kinda sorta maybe date? Hufflepuff adorbs, basically.
When: Saturday night
Status: Finishing in comments

He was going to just see where things went, with Ann. There was a lot less pressure, that way - he was able to relax, and be himself. )
 
 
 
24 October 1983 @ 01:45 pm
POSTED FOR SATURDAY~ Sinners & Saints Ghost Train!  


As the country side rushed by outside the window, Dianna could feel her pride grow with each passing second. She wasn't one to admit that she bragged about her achievements, but it would be a lie to think that she was not going to be boasting at how overwhelmingly amazing this event had turned out to be. The turn out had been far more than anticipated, the musicians that varied through every other cart were fantastic and livening up the mood---there were even ghosts of old conductors and passengers floating through the carts and having the time of their after-lives scaring the guests.

It was to be a fun, fantastic, frightful night. Dianna was beside herself with excitement, and she tugged her skirt down a bit and went on a search for a friendly face to interact with. Merlin, she'd really out done herself this time, she thought amusing as a cart-wide sized cobweb magically unspun to let her pass.

Dianna flipped a golden curl over her shoulder, smirking greatly. She was so brilliant.