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StarShine · 05-10-2013, 09:00 PM

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Originally Posted by MaverickMagpie

There was really no way of putting it any other way; Tobias was pouting. He may not be rich, but Tobias never went hungry, and he was never expected to pay for every meal, or for his comfort. He'd run out of money for food a few times already in order to make sure he could get into the common room at the end of the day, and the lack of food meant that he was much more easily distracted these days but much less hyper. Still, he was staying out of the common room for as long as possible so he didn't feel penned in and didn't keep having to pay.

After the first couple of days, he'd thought to keep knuts in the pockets of all of his robes, but his thoughts were on something else now. He seemed edgy as he pulled a handful of coins out of his pocket but suddenly caught sight of another... slightly familiar boy. From the sorting? Or... oh! His dormitory. Yes.

The boy looked unhappier than Tobias felt, and so he approached the boy and lowered himself to the floor too. It wasn't that far; he was quite short and the multitude of heavy coins he carried around were dragging him down anyway. It felt good to sit down.

"Hi," Tobias said, trying to smile as kindly as he could at the boy. He may be a grump when he was hungry, but the other boy looked kind of unhappy and Tobias couldn't help but try to be nice. "You alright?" Stupid question? "Do you need any help?"

Finally, someone arrived.

Forrest sulked less, mainly because it was rude, but also because he remembered the boy from his dormitories and sulking never left any good impression on people. He even straightened up a bit and tried to match his smile, though it was hard given the current conditions.

His stomach grumbled and he winced, putting his hand over it.

"I'm--" He stopped short. He realised it only NOW that he'd lok awfully stingy if he told his real reason of sulking, and he was too proud to ask for his money, even though he'd pay it back.

He got up with an effort. "I just don't have any knuts left and I'm hungry." Maybe he knew a way to create knuts or something.

05-10-2013, 09:00 PM	#5 (permalink)
StarShine DoM Kappa Join Date: Mar 2009 Location: Cell culture hood Posts: 13,005 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mona Deandra Hellmann Gryffindor First Year x5 x6	¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Quote: Originally Posted by MaverickMagpie There was really no way of putting it any other way; Tobias was pouting. He may not be rich, but Tobias never went hungry, and he was never expected to pay for every meal, or for his comfort. He'd run out of money for food a few times already in order to make sure he could get into the common room at the end of the day, and the lack of food meant that he was much more easily distracted these days but much less hyper. Still, he was staying out of the common room for as long as possible so he didn't feel penned in and didn't keep having to pay. After the first couple of days, he'd thought to keep knuts in the pockets of all of his robes, but his thoughts were on something else now. He seemed edgy as he pulled a handful of coins out of his pocket but suddenly caught sight of another... slightly familiar boy. From the sorting? Or... oh! His dormitory. Yes. The boy looked unhappier than Tobias felt, and so he approached the boy and lowered himself to the floor too. It wasn't that far; he was quite short and the multitude of heavy coins he carried around were dragging him down anyway. It felt good to sit down. "Hi," Tobias said, trying to smile as kindly as he could at the boy. He may be a grump when he was hungry, but the other boy looked kind of unhappy and Tobias couldn't help but try to be nice. "You alright?" Stupid question? "Do you need any help?" Finally, someone arrived. Forrest sulked less, mainly because it was rude, but also because he remembered the boy from his dormitories and sulking never left any good impression on people. He even straightened up a bit and tried to match his smile, though it was hard given the current conditions. His stomach grumbled and he winced, putting his hand over it. "I'm--" He stopped short. He realised it only NOW that he'd lok awfully stingy if he told his real reason of sulking, and he was too proud to ask for his money, even though he'd pay it back. He got up with an effort. "I just don't have any knuts left and I'm hungry." Maybe he knew a way to create knuts or something.