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Waddles · 01-13-2023, 01:49 AM

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Originally Posted by emjay

Autumn was positively delighted with this mirror. So much so that she was tempted to buy it for herself. Not that she was lacking in people telling her wonderful things about herself, but she never got tired of hearing it and this mirror would be quite the pick-me-up in the mornings while getting ready for the day.

But truly, a fifty year old woman probably needed it more than she did. Not that her mother wasn't beautiful - she was gorgeous - where else did Autumn get her own good looks? And she was an amazing Quidditch player in her own day. But Autumn figured that once a woman reached a certain age, she could use a little extra praise and confidence.

She was a little preoccupied with these thoughts as well as the compliments she was still getting from the mirror that she didn't immediately notice the other reflection in the mirror from behind her. Not until he spoke. Autumn lifted her eyes from her own reflection to look at the man's reflection, giving him a pleasant smile. She was used to being recognized.

"Oh, I'm sure I do look familiar," she said knowingly but pleasantly. "Since signing with the Cannons last year, I have been in several magazines." So he was likely a passing Quidditch fan, though not much of a fan of the Cannons if he couldn't make a definitive identification. Although... he did look somewhat familiar himself, she noted, as she continued to gaze at his reflection.

She turned around to face him with an inquisitive looking, keeping her smile. "Autumn Low. Do you follow Quidditch... or do you play?" To be fair, she knew many professional Quidditch players, but she couldn't be expected to know all of them.

Lee's smile faltered a bit when she seemed not to recognize him. But it seemed his guess was accurate, if she played for the Cannons. "Right," he said, nodding. She'd been in several magazines. "Good for you," he added, mostly sincerely.

He smiled pleasantly as he wondered if he had actually seen her in any of said magazines. That would explain why he apparently recognized her, and she didn't. He hadn't been in many magazines, and not in the last year. "Lee Andrews-Svensson," he said, realizing he probably needed to introduce himself if she was ever going to remember who he was, now or later. "Pride of Portree. We must have played against each other, I guess."

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Waddles Re'em Join Date: Aug 2005 Posts: 19,518 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sophia Svensson #556B2F Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Eulalia Walles (#F48037) Hufflepuff Fourth Year	Constant Vigilance! O_O AWAKE! Quote: Originally Posted by emjay Autumn was positively delighted with this mirror. So much so that she was tempted to buy it for herself. Not that she was lacking in people telling her wonderful things about herself, but she never got tired of hearing it and this mirror would be quite the pick-me-up in the mornings while getting ready for the day. But truly, a fifty year old woman probably needed it more than she did. Not that her mother wasn't beautiful - she was gorgeous - where else did Autumn get her own good looks? And she was an amazing Quidditch player in her own day. But Autumn figured that once a woman reached a certain age, she could use a little extra praise and confidence. She was a little preoccupied with these thoughts as well as the compliments she was still getting from the mirror that she didn't immediately notice the other reflection in the mirror from behind her. Not until he spoke. Autumn lifted her eyes from her own reflection to look at the man's reflection, giving him a pleasant smile. She was used to being recognized. "Oh, I'm sure I do look familiar," she said knowingly but pleasantly. "Since signing with the Cannons last year, I have been in several magazines." So he was likely a passing Quidditch fan, though not much of a fan of the Cannons if he couldn't make a definitive identification. Although... he did look somewhat familiar himself, she noted, as she continued to gaze at his reflection. She turned around to face him with an inquisitive looking, keeping her smile. "Autumn Low. Do you follow Quidditch... or do you play?" To be fair, she knew many professional Quidditch players, but she couldn't be expected to know all of them. Lee's smile faltered a bit when she seemed not to recognize him. But it seemed his guess was accurate, if she played for the Cannons. "Right," he said, nodding. She'd been in several magazines. "Good for you," he added, mostly sincerely. He smiled pleasantly as he wondered if he had actually seen her in any of said magazines. That would explain why he apparently recognized her, and she didn't. He hadn't been in many magazines, and not in the last year. "Lee Andrews-Svensson," he said, realizing he probably needed to introduce himself if she was ever going to remember who he was, now or later. "Pride of Portree. We must have played against each other, I guess." __________________