 A Poop * k8 *
Phoebe wished she had some bread to feed the pretty swans. Geese---NO. Swans---YES. She had no issue with SWANS. Smiling to herself, she looked over at Seth as he went on about Divination. "I should have...done that...alas, I didn't like the idea of continuing a class I hated." She shrugged. "But--some people are really good at it---I guess. SO...power to them." She said, chuckling as they continued walking. Hmm.
"Should we find a place to sit, soon? I'm fine with whatever." Phoebe was the IDEA of easy-going. She wasn't STARVING yet, though. but soon she WOULD be. Of course--She'd let Seth call the shots, if he wanted. Heh.
Ooooh his students? "So you teach?" had he said that? Before? Oops--Phoebe blushed and looked all shy--was her brain playing tricks on her? "How old are you students typically?" she asked softly, trying to get her cheeks to NOT be sooooo darn red and all. "It IS kind of fun to watch them grow into little people..adults..making choices..making you proud and whatnot." She smiled all big at the thought of Connor. He was an amazing kid, really. And smart--kind. And an amazing writer. She was so proud of him. "Recently he made a decision I'm not ALL that fond of--but--he's so...just..well..he gets his reasoning from his father. And he isn't stupid and--" she was babbling about Connor again and she had to STOP. Merlin.
Clearing her throat, she grabbed her basket from him. "I'll give you a break--" she said, giggling softly. "Ooooh they're older! My oh my--what do they do? Do they have families yet?" If she was on a date with a GRANDPA she'd feel so...well not WEIRD but it'd be cute. Grandchildren were a wanted thing for Phoebe..eventually. MHMM. "And oh--cool--we're--overthinkers." She said, rolling her eyes. Ravenclaws, honestly. "So you're used to us. Good." That was easier.
Yesss yes. This got a sigh from the woman. "My parents were...not amused with my choices. That paired with falling in love with a muggle--" she sighed. "But all is good NOW of course." Her parents weren't awful people or anything. "My one back in new Orleans was..but we had to downsize when we moved here...a lot of my stuff is in storage." Kind of sad.
Oh. Good question. Phoebe looked up at the sky..."I...have no idea. Work at a daycare...teach art..who knows."
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Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |