[ Murasakibara didn't care much for girls, even if they whispered about him. It wasn't that he didn't like girls... (there were a few he found super cute), but none of them fit the criteria he'd set for himself. They were all too short.
While that was a petty thing to be picky about when you were 6 foot fucking 10 it was important to him. Tiny people meant he'd have to lean down way too far to kiss them and with his... generous size... it'd just make other things more difficult too. Unfortunately, this meant that the only girl in his House that fit his height standards was his older sister--and that was definitely not going to happen. He almost felt bad turning girls down when they confessed to him.
As he slid into the seat he propped his arm up against the windowsill. He and Aomine's height and reputation certainly helped getting them past the third years too. Quidditch had some advantages. Once he places his order and one for Aomine, Rosemerta just walks off grumbling. ]
You'd think they'd like me. [ Since he dropped quite a bit of gold every visit. He leaned on his palm with a bored, lazy yawn. ] You going home this holiday?
I don't know D| I don't feel like I did anything but I'm so wiped
While that was a petty thing to be picky about when you were 6 foot fucking 10 it was important to him. Tiny people meant he'd have to lean down way too far to kiss them and with his... generous size... it'd just make other things more difficult too. Unfortunately, this meant that the only girl in his House that fit his height standards was his older sister--and that was definitely not going to happen. He almost felt bad turning girls down when they confessed to him.
As he slid into the seat he propped his arm up against the windowsill. He and Aomine's height and reputation certainly helped getting them past the third years too. Quidditch had some advantages. Once he places his order and one for Aomine, Rosemerta just walks off grumbling. ]
You'd think they'd like me. [ Since he dropped quite a bit of gold every visit. He leaned on his palm with a bored, lazy yawn. ] You going home this holiday?