05-01-2016, 04:35 PM
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MO Moke
Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Winterfell
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Gideon Emerson Slytherin Seventh Year x4
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Originally Posted by SweetPeea Was she happy about these new arrangements Mummy had forced the redhead to currently deal with, ABSOLUTELY NOT, but was she happy about being with her twin though? OF COURSE. That was at least something to be content with for these terrible new circumstances. As much as she would rather be with Daddy, who was currently traveling to Tanzania by now, being beside her twin was just as good!
Arm in arm with Chloe, the two had found their way towards this woman pushing a food trolley. "What an odd way to serve snacks. Doesn't she ever get claustrophobic from such a narrow path as this. I know I certainly would feel closed-in, or like the walls were closing on you! That could happen you know!" Was she speaking to Chloe? Or was she speaking to the Food Trolley lady? Or was she just voicing her opinion as she often did out loud to whomever was around?
From the looks of it, it looked like it was that third one.
But when her sister asked if she wanted anything, her attention went straight to Chloe. "Well, I wouldn't mind one of everything, for taste bud purposes, but seeing as to how Mummy doesn't allow such things, I could settle for-" Her eyes quickly scanning everything on the trolley before settling on something peculiar, "I want that!" From what it looked like, the redhead had decided on some kind of chocolate treat in the shape of a cauldron. Chloe pretty much tuned Clara out as she talked to herself. If it was something important she could always count on her twin to get her attention. So there was that.
And look, she did.
The blonde chanced a look at the whole cart and then her sister. Unimpressed, she told her, "You can't have one of everything." Their father was weird about anything processed and while Chloe had broken that kind of diet a while ago she still couldn't handle one of everything. And she knew Clara couldn't either. "That's a cauldron cake," she told her and asked for two from the trolley lady. She deposited the money in the woman's hands and passed off one of the cakes to her sister.
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