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Maxie had never seen so much pink or lace. it was everywhere, almost as if to spite you for trying to see anything else but lace and pink. shuffling his feet, the Hufflepuff gave his only friend an apologetic wince before sitting down at a small table near the back of the tea room. "W-we can l-leave if you l-like." He muttered, running his fingers through his now messy, windswept hair. He'd been the one to pick the place, wanting to sit somewhere quiet for once over the chaos and manic energy of the Three Broomsticks, and he found himself a little regretful of the choice.
It was all so...
feminine. soft.
Maxie wriggled, his anxious eyes sweeping the shop only to fall on a face he wasn't sure he liked. Becky Rasting was many words crammed into one single girl- Maxie didn't like words- he was justifiably afraid of them. "Don't l-l-look over there." he quickly whispered to Koalya, cupping his long, calloused hand over his long face. Hiding.
__________________ the moon:  feminine, intuitive, inner strength, innocence
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