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Originally Posted by Charely Potter
Curtis was on a break from the shop. After an unforgettable time out, his on-edge feeling eventually subsided to where he surely had control of his limbs again. A breath of fresh air and- SNIFFF
Food. Always does the trick. Curtis glanced over the items, thinking about potential gifts that his nephews would enjoy and perhaps his fathers as well. But for now, food. He was in the mood for salty and sweet. So he went for the honey soy chicken skewers. Yum. Summer was over and her second year of university was back in full swing which meant that Sadie lacked even more time than usual as a pre-healer studies student specializing in pharmaceuticals. If only her ambitions were as charismatic as she was then maybe she would not feel so exhausted certain days of the week. Like today. Like every other day really but adrenaline and her competitive nature fueled her even when she was funning on fumes and espresso. Today had only been a single shot as opposed to a triple, so things were going pretty good.
Her morning lab completed and nothing to do until her The History of Medicine: Philosophy, Science, and Psychology class (of which she had already read ahead several chapters and already so she could use the actual class time to work on her essay on the history of the evolution of Urtica dioica and its uses, she decided to bounce over to Diagon Alley to grab a quick lunch and possibly run into one of her flatmates. Living with four other fellow was certainly an interesting, and bloody complicated experience to be sure with Autumn's encouragement making it even more so. It was nice to have a moment to herself where she could breathe in something other than testosterone.
Seemed like someone else had the same thought in mind -presumably regarding food. She was definitely in the mood for a falafel kebab. Nudging her way past the attractive fellow already standing there with his chicken skewers with a soft but authoritative 'pardon me', she placed her order and passed over her kickboxer's Nalgene to have her ice tea poured into. Had to be environmentally friendly, after all.
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