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sweetpinkpixie · 08-17-2018, 09:10 AM

Andrei Romanos still felt more like a stranger in his own skin than he felt like he lived in it. More often than not he found himself in a sort of out-of-body experience, looking down at himself, as he existed in this world. Slowly but surely he was feeling more himself in the days since departing Durmstrang. His mistakes, the reminders, all left behind in that place and with nothing but the new and unknown since be began working with mătuşă with the Russian Ministry. He even had a flatmate, peculiar as he may be, Asmund was more than a breath of fresh air and he certainly was pushing the 18-year-old to try new things.

And Andrei could not always keep up and more than once had woken up a complete mess on the floor of their flat since he had entirely missed the bed the night before. Limits were now in place and enforced whenever they went out.

But tonight...it was a change of pace. He wasn't in his dragon hide uniform yielding his wand and chasing down Dark creatures or herding other XXXXX ranked creatures back to where they ought to be. Nor was he particularly wallowing in his mistakes. Tonight was a rare night off and one where he had gained permission from his cousins to take a certain blonde out. Even if he did not deserve the opportunity to.

The irony being that they were going to one of the places that he could have, in theory, been performing at had he accepted the offer to attend WADA.

"Are you cold?" he asked her as they approached, his eyes briefly falling on the two adults outside. He could easily slip off his coat and drape it around her shoulders if that were the case.

08-17-2018, 09:10 AM	#5 (permalink)
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