Dimitrov Mannor

The Dimitrov Mannor is located in the small village of Dimitrovgrad (their family has lived there for generations). The Mannor is a rather large house/mansion (whatever you wanna call it), the architecture is gothic style and kinda creepy (think Dracula). The people there respect the Dimitrov's.

He sticks the landing outside of his home. "Alright here we are."

He laughs, "Yeah, home sweet home. You're okay, I'm wearing jeans and a Tee. Come on I'll give you a grand tour after we put our stuff inside." He drags his trunk inside and places it just inside the doorway. "Mom, dad? Anyone home?" he calls just for kicks.

He ponders this sarcastically, "Well yes, I guess you could say we're rich." He grabs her trunk and puts it down next to his. "This is a family heirloom. We've lived here for generations. Come on, on with the tour." He leads her to every room in the massive house.

He sees Mer's face fall. "What's wrong baby?" He wraps his arms around her waist and tries to comfort her.

He kisses her tears away. "Don't cry. I don't care about riches or anything like that."

Ooc "I'm just a poor boy from a poor family. He's just a poor boy from a poor family. I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me. He's just a poor boy nobody loves him." lol bohemian rhapsody popped in my head when I read that ^.^

-Her fists lamely beat against his chest- You don't get it...i'll always be inferior to you. -Mer let the tears fall now, letting her sight recede-

Never can we be equals.

SCARAMOUCHE SCARAMOUCHE WILL YOU DO THE FANDANGO!

He let her break down and cry on his shirt. "I love you Mer, that's all that matters to me." He burrows his face in her hair and breathes in the familiar scent.

Ooc AWWWWWWW 

i know!
-She wanted to apologize, to tell him how trivial and petty she felt for caring how others saw them. Yet some, like his parents, could control her to a degree, she had nothing. Mer just continued crying, trying to force it to leave her system-

Forgive me Tide...

"There's nothing to forgive Mer. You're just having some insecurities." He kisses her hair and rubs her back. "Just let it all come out."

"I am happy Mer. You shouldn't worry about that. As long as I'm with you I'm happy." He dries her tear stricken face with his hand. "Now on with the tour? You have yet to see the greatest room in the house, my room." He winks and gives her a devilish grin.

He leads her up to the attic. The stairs creaked slightly on their assent. "Sorry about that, they're kinda old. We've been meaning to replace them but haven't gotten around to it." He reaches a narrow hall and pulls down the hatch to the attic. He let's her up first, and follows closely behind her. "Well this is my room." The entire room was decorated with quidditch paraphanelia. A large bed was in the far corner and a couch was placed in front of a complete entertainment centre.

this doesn't scream 'snob' at all... xD
Give her some respect, this room's probably bigger than the house she was brought up in.

-She ignored the many things she'd never had the chance to see before and decided to just jump onto the bed, chuckling to herself-

I have not done that in a long time.

Ooc Lol, you know he's not a snob anyways he already said that his parents spoil him to make up for being gone all the time.

Ic He laughs at her enthusiasm. "Knock yourself out. I'll just go get the trunks." He heads back down the hatch to the grand foyer.

He comes back up the hatch, the two trunks hovering behind him. He sets them down next to the bed. He sits down next to Mer, "Having fun there?"

He lays down on his side and props himself up on his elbow. "Whatcha thinking about?" He absently brushed away a stray piece of hair from her forehead.