Violet particularly liked Potions class, but today she was in a particularly good mood, thinking of the birthday cards and messages she'd received over the past few weeks. Especially a long letter and hand made card from Einar. Sure, they'd agreed to write when she returned home last summer, but she wasn't sure he really meant it. That, and she'd been worried that the two long letters she'd sent him already had scared him off. But no, he replied to nearly everything she'd written and still seemed interested and not put off at all. Violet was beginning to think she was not so hopeless at relationships after all.

Humming to herself under her breath, she dropped into a vacant seat and stowed her gear, then noticed the pumpkin on the workbench before her. Hmm, interesting. Violet immediately occupied herself with examining every inch of the vegetable, even going so far as to sniff the top of it.