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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Ean Zoilo Feirgrund
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Jansher Leon Grunt
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Firash Zarko Grunt
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Fresh air was nice.

Yes.

Rafa wanted fresh air, not because he worked with owls and this entailed a lot of poo plus all the other smelliness that came with the territories. No, it had to do with the fact that, despite winter almost being upon the United Kingdom, it was still a beautiful day out. The owl caretaker held his lunch {Veela hair pasta, mashed potatoes and pork chops - an odd combo, he knew - a slice of apple pie and ice cold butterbeer} which he had ordered indoors.

With his twin brother’s wedding that upcoming weekend, he had offered to take some time off to help with the last minute preparations. Gabriel had assured him he and his tall, dark and handsome future husband had everything under control. So, that left Rafa with time on his hands to lunch at leisure and do all the things he wanted, and when the time came, to show up dateless at the wedding. Rafa was certain his sister and mother would not be amused. “A problem for Saturday,’’ he remarked to himself, taking a seat then unfurling a copy of today’s Prophet. What could possibly be interesting in there today?

Dash was out here in these Northern streets of Diagon Alley. He was done visiting some relatives who entertained him plenty. Being away from his friends from University over the years and focusing on his teaching left his partying and fun days to rare occasions. A pity.

So Dash was sitting finishing up his pixie pizza, thinking about what he can do since his cousin will be out of town the next few weeks for business. Maybe he'll check out the nearest clubs again... when he heard someone talk. Problem? Not my problem. But Saturday... He turned his head to see another lad, blinking for a moment at his stature and built. "..problem?" His hazel eyes met blue to ask.

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