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Originally Posted by
Cedric
After finishing his dinner in the Great Hall, Paulie made his way up the moving staircases and quietly walked into the prefect's lounge. With his t-shirt untucked and his Gryffindor tie and white oxford shirt hung limply over one shoulder - for now that classes were done for the day, the boy was too lazy to change into casual clothes, but too stuffy to keep on his long-sleeved dressy shirt, especially by the roaring fire in here - he strolled on in.
Now, Paulie was often a 'more the merrier' kinda guy, but with that, he also needed some calmer time to just decompress. Sometimes he'd do this by building a model plane, or snoozing on his bed, or toying around with a guitar. Today he took to his relaxation in the prefect's lounge. That was a perk of being Head Boy, for sure, because - unlike the common room - this room was never very crowded.
After tossing his extra clothes over the arm of one of the sofas, Paulie fell onto the same couch and sank into the comfy cushions. Aaaaaah. The fire felt nice and toasty in these cold months. Sucking on a piece of orange in her mouth while another four laid in her hand,
Louisa almost hummed on her way to the lounge. She was almost cold-free, no more sneezing or coughing, the mild fever subsided, she no longer needed scarves and layers of clothes, her life would be complete without this nasal voice that got stuck for a while.
Now all she needed before heading to her common room and finish some homework would be a very bubbly bath that she had her eyes set on in the Prefect's Lounge. That place was hardly ever occupied she kicked open the door and aaaaaalmost stepped out of her flats.
Louisa grinned as she headed to where Paulie was lying/sitting. "
Oranges?" extending the hand that had a couple, all peeled and not juicy!icky. Then she just plopped down next to him, silent.