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Chelliephone 
Kimberly decided to start her first solo Diagon Alley shopping trip in pretty much the only spot that was actually familiar to her. Her family always did their school shopping trips in Diagon Alley, even though they were students at Ilvermony and not Hogwarts, and they always started at Florean's to satisfy her dad's sweet tooth. Not to mention Florean's was always the birthday destination for all 5 of the Amstern children.
This was the first time though being she was here as a student of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The whole idea was really exciting and she couldn't wait to start the upcoming term. Which was a weird thing to consider, since it still is school.
Kimmie approached the toppings bar with her vanilla cup in hand and waited behind another student who was eyeing the array before them. "The popping boba is always yummy, or you can't go wrong with good old chocolate." Or you could, if you were allergic.
Boba or …?
Why WAS this decision SO difficult? He glanced back at his ice cream – surely it would just turn into a heap of milk shortly if he couldn’t decide on some toppings.
How pathetic, he thought, shaking his head. However, before he could give himself a proper internal scolding for his indecisiveness, another student was speaking. Huh? Was she… She certainly was speaking to him and she had a recommendation. He glanced behind him to find a girl who looked around his age suggesting popping boba or chocolate. Solid choices indeed. He nodded. “
Boba is always a good choice but I’ve never had it with ice cream..” He paused, pursed his lips, and then shrugged his shoulders. “
Could be an unexpectedly good combination… I think I’ll try it and add chocolate –thank you!” He had only really had boba in thai ice tea that he would get at the restaurant a street over from his home. It was his family’s go to take out destination- good spicy authentic Thai food. He was getting hungry just thinking about it now. Then he realized that he may have been inconveniencing this poor girl and be a factor that would cause her ice cream to melt!
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Here go ahead of me. I’m sorry if I kept you waiting,” he admitted, running a free hand through his hair. A nervous, awkward tick of his. He chuckled and stepped to the side to let her go ahead. “
Don’t want your ice cream to melt,” he said, offering her a small smile. “
What are you getting?”