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sweetpinkpixie · 03-04-2022, 03:38 AM

It really was a good thing that Autumn was so transparent about her wants, the likes and the dislikes, because his default was to go do Puddifoot's...mostly for the people watching. It was so stupidly cliché a location and seeing people just put themselves into that box willingly was its own brand of entertainment. Though...the last time that had been the date plan had ultimately resulted in the foggy grey appearance that was his left eye. Though, he would like to point out, the date itself had been just fine. It was the train ride to school at the start of term where all of it had been shot to hell.

All this was to say that Autumn was a breath of fresh air - air that had been a little difficult to catch when she had come out of the dorm and he saw what she was wearing. Or rather...how she wore the clothes. Even more of a surprise was the whole hand holding thing in public (they did that now??), which was a surprise easily dismissed because he had asked her on a casual date as a change of pace from the dorms and broom closets. He had taken a bit of a page from Brandon's book when it came to his fashion choices, at least as of late, since he had a new found respect for his brother after everything...and especially after trying to navigate life at Hogwarts without his brother AND sister around (it blew like an overheated cauldron, for the record).

"Sure," he nodded. Honestly anywhere suited his needs as he was hardly fussed about any particular location. See? Her wants and needs being so transparent coming in a clutch. So, with his long strides, leads them over to a booth and lets her slide in first. "Do you already know what you want? I'll head to the bar and order it now," he asked, not sitting down just yet to spare his aching joints a bit of the strain. It had been a cold morning and that always made his joints a little more non-compliant.

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sweetpinkpixie Wizarding World RPG Admin Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Romanian Longhorn Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 39,833 Hogwarts RPG Name: Briallen Ashburry-Hawthorne Gryffindor First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Second Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Calliope Barrington Slytherin First Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Diamond Marchbanks Gryffindor Sixth Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Zachaël Lufkin Owl Post x12 x12	astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf It really was a good thing that Autumn was so transparent about her wants, the likes and the dislikes, because his default was to go do Puddifoot's...mostly for the people watching. It was so stupidly cliché a location and seeing people just put themselves into that box willingly was its own brand of entertainment. Though...the last time that had been the date plan had ultimately resulted in the foggy grey appearance that was his left eye. Though, he would like to point out, the date itself had been just fine. It was the train ride to school at the start of term where all of it had been shot to hell. All this was to say that Autumn was a breath of fresh air - air that had been a little difficult to catch when she had come out of the dorm and he saw what she was wearing. Or rather...how she wore the clothes. Even more of a surprise was the whole hand holding thing in public (they did that now??), which was a surprise easily dismissed because he had asked her on a casual date as a change of pace from the dorms and broom closets. He had taken a bit of a page from Brandon's book when it came to his fashion choices, at least as of late, since he had a new found respect for his brother after everything...and especially after trying to navigate life at Hogwarts without his brother AND sister around (it blew like an overheated cauldron, for the record). "Sure," he nodded. Honestly anywhere suited his needs as he was hardly fussed about any particular location. See? Her wants and needs being so transparent coming in a clutch. So, with his long strides, leads them over to a booth and lets her slide in first. "Do you already know what you want? I'll head to the bar and order it now," he asked, not sitting down just yet to spare his aching joints a bit of the strain. It had been a cold morning and that always made his joints a little more non-compliant. __________________ When you’re stuck in a moment and your spark has been stolen .................................................. ........... this is our time to own it, so own it..................................... baby we were born with fire and gold in our eyes