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Her temper was rising. She could feel it. And this wa entirely Jorge's fault. The dream was changing: begging her for her forgiveness just wasn't going to work anymore. The only excitement you're going to get from me is a hex in a place where the sun doesn't shine." Maria was incredibly serious about this, too. Exciting? She raised her eyebrows, which, by the way, were sharp enough to slay him. She was sure of it. "What exactly did you have in mind?" He was throwing a lot of compliments her way. She knew where this was going to end up; the mess that had been made in the back room was proof. "Is that why you insist on making me mad?"
Maria wasn't really sure whether she was glad about the distraction that Mariel, Jorge's Barbie, was providing. Sure, she seemed nice enough but she had just been locking lips with handsy over there so it was a little hard to feel anything less than disgust. What was she doing with such a sleezebag anyways? And were she on the Grindylows team? Because if so, this shopkeeper was putting her foot down on all the kissing. Just no. She wasn't going to be reminded that she was probably one of the few who was alone on New Year's Eve.
NOT that she needed a man to make her happy. Scowl.
It was a pleasure to be of Simon's acquaintance but it was just nice to meet her? FINE then. She was not going to respond to that but, instead, concentrate on the other things Mariel had said. "Not sure. You look very familiar too..." she remarked, observing the woman's face closely, "You haven't been in Flourish & Blott's recently, have you?"
................................. No. EXCUSE YOU, Mariel.
A look of disgust crossed the former Ravenclaw's face. Join us. She had said 'us'. Who knew that small word were enough to pierce her mood and drag it down even more. Did she really have to invite him over? Maria was all for romance -- NOT -- but the last thing she wanted was for the lovers to be snogging right near her. Just no. Anything but that. She ignored them and looked over towards a newcomer. Part of their team? It seemed so. Maria nodded over at the woman who introduced herself as Angelina before saying, "The name's Maria."
And now it was time to see whether Alright Simon really was just alright at bowling. She nodded and even clapped for him when it was his turn to bowl. They were part of a team. Hello. Even if she won nothing, it would be very nice to be able to brag about this in the other shopkeeper's faces. Six pins down in total wasn't exactly bad.
Was it her turn? Fine. Standing up with all the grace of the witty, intelligent woman that she was, Maria headed over towards the bowling ball and picked up............. well what do you know. A shrunken head. Eh, whatever. She wasn't showing any signs of weakness so she was going to pick the ball up and throw it down the lane towards those pins at the other end. Picking up the ball, she eyed up the pins at the other end before taking a couple of quick steps up to the line and sending the ball down the lane. It whizzed and knocked over a neat seven pins.
The second time wasn't so great. A measly one pin had been knocked down, after which, Maria returned to her seat. Among the lovebirds.
UGH. Hex her now.
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