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DaniDiNardo · 06-23-2022, 03:27 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Yes, thank you. Atlas would like to spend a bit of galleon today - though he was less about using his purchases and more in disassembling them for parts. His dad, mum, and unchiul had gifted him with various bips and bobs for Christmas (probably recyclables from old projects of their own, though some he felt had surely been received from the junk shop in the Alley) and he was keen on growing his flight of mechanical insects that lived under his bed. Or in his pocket. He did have Hercules in his pocket today.

Thankfully dungbomb'd out, for now, Atlas moved over to the wind up options and selected something that resembled those muggle chattering teeth wind up toys and began inspecting it. He was looking for a particular few pieces to complete his current project, Potato.

It felt like ages since the Gryffindor had been inside the joke shop and if she was being honest, walking in made her feel like she may have already outgrown the place and had no business being there. That was the thing with growing up, yeah? You had to start admitting that some things weren't for you anymore and you had to start considering whether other things now were.

Emm was on the fence about a lot of it, realising that there was still a lot she apparently hadn't grown into despite her friends doing so. Was she worried she'd stop fitting in? ~~Only a lot~~ Not at all.

But, it did get her thinking.

The sixth year moved through the aisles, filled with a bout of nostalgia for all the things she used to find cool but could no longer bring herself to get excited over. There had to be something. If she hadn't yet moved on, there must have been something left for her in here.

A brother for Artemis maybe? No, her aunt Jessa was unlikely magick her another baby dragon. She could get herself some fireworks, those might be a good investment.

"What would you even do with it?" Emm asked, coming to a stop by Atlas and noting the overactive set of dentistry in his hand. It was a genuine question. Somewhere along the lines of focusing on dance, she felt the world had moved around her and she seldom knew what to do about it.

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