A Poop * k8 *
Elliot, of course, was NOT much a sweets fan. In fact, she hated sweets. But she always found herself INSIDE OF SWEETSHOPS because of her little sisters. They loved chocolate...so Elliot, once again, was in Honeydukes to buy them CANDY.
EWWW.
She staggered around a little, since it was pleeeenty crowded. She was about to pick up some candies...when...something caught her eye.
Some boy's SHOES. They were simply tennis shoes...but they were AWESOME! Elliot had NEVER worn tennis shoes before...her father thought them too common...but if she had an awesome pair sporting Ravenclaw instead of Slytherin, she totally would. She didn't realize she had been staring at the kid's shoes for far too long, and tried to play it off....but...
it was too late.
So Elliot smirked smugly, and said, "Nice shoes, sir. Where did you get them?" she asked, begging her cheeks not to go red in embarrassment.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |