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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Roman Gellar
Slytherin First Year
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Arden Toros
Gryffindor Sixth Year  x4  x1
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Originally Posted by hermygirl  Astrea was definitely cute. Especially with that giggle. Sam's face lit up at the sound. "Very cute," she confirmed with a nod. And huggable too. Ahem. "No. Was planning to tidy it up after me meeting wiff me bruvver, but I didn't have time." She gave the Gryffindor a crooked grin, glad it didn't reveal quite how much of a rush it'd been to get here.
So far, it all seemed to be a win. Her outfit. Her hair. The present.
...a present that her date was asking about. "A surprise," Sam said mysteriously. "So yes, I'm trusting you to raise it until it can at least be identified, and preferably, until it flowers." So there was a clue, she supposed. Flowers would arrive at some point, all going well. "It'll need to be kept somewhere warm over the winter, but I fink your dorm should be okay." And her charm would protect it for the rest of today, wherever they were headed.
What was that look? Sam looked sheepish under the Gryffindor's gaze, not really sure how to react. "Nah, I'm not." She hoped she was just the right amount of nice. Apparently it was bad to have too much of a good thing, although having grown up with not very much, she wasn't sure she could agree.
"Soun's like a plan. I'll take a cosy couch over chintzy chinaware any day." Had she used that right, chintzy? She wasn't sure. It'd been on her word-a-day calender that Dora bought her last week, and she hadn't found the definition the most helpful, truth be told. And had she known the Junia and boy-Sam were in Puddifoots, it'd be another valid reason in her book too. Boy-Sam already knew waaaay too much about this date, and she was quite alright not conducting it under his gaze. Or Junia's really.
"'opefully one of the tables by the fireplace is free," she said, slipping her arm through Astrea's and starting to lead the way to the pub. They were her absolute favourite. "Did you want food too?" Oh! Astrea glanced up at Sam curiously. "How did that go?" she whispered. "Did it go well?" She assumed so since Sam had arrived in what seemed like good spirits, but you never knew. Sam wasn't exactly one to wear her heart on her sleeve or anything.
SO IT WAS A FLOWER. "I hope I don't kill it. I kill plants usually because i forget you gotta' take care of them," she admitted. "But since it's from YOU I might remember because it's extra special and all," she tucked the pot under her arm and smiled. "How long will it take to blossom? If you know." Was Sam a flower expert? That'd have to be added to "things we know about Sam" notebook she kept in her brain. "I'll keep it in the window in my dorm." She was sure Brin wouldn't care at all.
"Yeah, me too," she agreed about china. "Especially since I'm clumsy sometimes. I don't wanna break anything fancy." She admitted. While she liked the arm-holding, Astrea would have preferred hand holding, but it was okay. There'd be plenty of time to hand hold during their DATE. A REAL LIVE DATE. HER FIRST ONE. EVER. "Yeah...I'm hungry..." was that proper date protocol? To show up STARVING YOUR BOOTY OFF? "I talked to my grandpap about who should pay," she said softly. "Since we're both girls....I think whoever asks is the one who pays." In this case, Sam. "But I have money, too--" Being blunt was such a rare practice, wasn't it? Astrea was never NOT blunt. "We could split. OR I could pay since this is my dream come true. Or we could figure it out at some point." She just didn't want this to be awkward.
And by trying to NOT make it awkward, she was afraid she had just done that.
Was this awkward?!
SHE WAS SUDDENLY QUESTIONING HOW BLUNT SHE HAD BEEN.
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