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Originally Posted by noodles With her day's shopping over with, Rowan was in desperate need of cold refreshment. Heading to Florean's she joined the queue of excited kids. She squinted up at the menu at the vast array of flavours on offer. She wasn't a fan of the experimental and some of the flavours looked, quite frankly, disgusting. A small wrinkle of the nose before straightening her expression out. Then a smile for the staff member when it was her turn to order.
Going for what some people would call bland or mundane, she ordered two scoops of strawberries and cream in a tub. You couldn't go wrong with the straightforward flavours, and she believed that a cone ruined the flavour of the ice cream, which had to be consumed after the best part. She thanked the server and paid, deciding to have a break from the sun for a while and sit indoors to enjoy her sweet and tasty treat. Plus, it was nice and quiet inside.
Not the most nutritious fuel for her body, she felt in need of the sugar. She took a seat, placing her supplies filled cauldron-come-shopping-basket on the seat beside her and dug out her shopping list to see what she needed on her next trip to the alley. Dad had, understandably, not appreciated her attempts at feng shui in Ollivanders despite her diagrams being the superior means of organization and accessibility, and told her she needed to get more sunlight or whatever. It would be for the best that Reuben never found out that her dad agreed, in a roundabout way, with him or she may never hear the end of it. For the record, Sage got plenty of sunlight and fresh air since she preferred the outdoors and climbed just about anything that could be climbed. Her favorite spot, as she had discovered this summer, was climbing the drain pipes along Sugarplum's and sitting on one of the ledges adjacent to one of the ventilation pipe things sticking out of the roof, one right over where all the sugar was melted and the sweet fumes billowed out like lofty candyfloss. She thought about heading that direction, but instead found herself heading towards this side of the Alley - perhaps taking the suggestion to take a walk to a bit of a petty extreme even though she really was not feeling all that petty.
With a bit of coin leftover from her remaining school shopping, Sage made her way to the ice cream parlor with the age old question of what to go with. She couldn't decide between two flavors, but she couldn't just get one scoop of each and would have to get two scoops of each unless she wanted to experience her skin going all tingly and herself avoid every crack in the ground until she was safely back home. Nothing against cracks, of course, but everything against unbalanced vibes. She eventually settled on a double scoop of rocky road, in a cup, and was half skipping her way from the counter to look for somewhere to sit when she spotted a girl who looked around her age lugging around a whole cauldron full of supplies. A cute rookie move, the sort of thing she usually expected from first years but...
"You sure you don't already have everything in there?" she chuckled playfully while wiggling her spoon at all the stuff.
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