Goodmorning.

He shook his head, chcukling a bit and sipping at his drink.

ooc: one sentance replies. we're so interesting.

"So, are you going to do something fun in this holiday ? Or are you staying here ?" She asked interested. She always tried to keep the conversations. If that ment she had to make up things to ask, fine. Altough she wasn't really mich of a talker.

Ooc - BAM aren't we (:

"No' really." He said with a shrug. His uncle and aunt had taken his cousins to see someone on his aunt's side of the family, someone they were related to. However, Rory, being from his uncle's side of the family, was not related. He decided he'd like to see England this holiday, hence him staying here.

"Hm, okay." She leaned back and watched the boy. He wasn't really much of a talker, she noticed. She sipped her Firewhiskey again.

Rory wondered why the girl was staring at him like that. Idly he sent another glance out the window. Nothing interesting there. Picking up the mug, he brought it to his lips and tilted it back, downing the rest.

She smiled. "Sorry if I'm staring." She took the rest of her Whiskey and licked her lips.

He shrugged. "It 's pre'y 'ard not t' look at me." He grinned.

She smiled at him and got up. "Well, it was nice meeting you Rory. I hope to see you again soon." She smiled again and walked to the stairs.

"Nice meet'n ye to." He gave a slight wave.