09-12-2023, 09:03 PM
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Abraxan
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Molly Wyndham #cf4269 Ravenclaw Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Solomon Duck Slytherin Seventh Year x5 x2
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Originally Posted by Lottiepot No need for the grumpiness dear Solly, Aurora was only happy to see you. Her squishiest of cuddles were only reserved for her bestest of friends and therefore he should feel honoured to be a recipient of such one. “All the food is great at Hogwarts! The Elves are such good chefs and they’re not so stingy with the butter and milk and sugar and oil.” Basically anything that made homecooked food unhealthy that her mothers seemed to omit from their own meals.
*gaaaaaaasp*
Aurora couldn’t help that brief open mouthed expression she gave Solomon as he flicked milk into her face and it splattered directly on her face. She attempted to lick it off the end of her nose with her own tongue, struggling to reach anywhere near where a droplet was situated right on the very tip. She was going cross-eyed as she stared down and therefore pulled the most ridiculous expression. Rora might not have been devious like a Slytherin or brash like a Gryffindor but there was no way she was letting Solly get away with this. She dipped her finger into the butter she was about to spread onto her toast and wiped it across his forehead with a cheeky grin. “Oops. Now you have butter on you too.” she giggled. In all honesty, if Aurora ever decided to NOT give him a bear hug, he would likely be offended or confused or upset. So despite his clear annoyance, it was best to stick with routines, as such. "It's the best. Sometimes I skip breakfast," Because, uhh, he liked to sleep in instead whenever he could, "But Merlin - my gut is almost bursting already." In fact, he was almost done and was considering a long and brisk walk to feel better. "Wanna go to the grounds after breakfast?" He would very much like that.
MWAHA. It was always good when the victim didn't get upset over spilled milk. Solly laughed at the way she handled it, also not minding the buttered forehead. Not minding it MUCH. BUutter was sticky and horrible, though. "Ewwwww," He used his sleeve to wipe his forehead, now a butter smear all down him that looked absolutely dreadful. Great start to the day. Solly must get revenge, maybe mot today, even though he started it...
"I suppose I deserved that." Solly sighed, defeated. He wasn't childish enough to start cracking eggs over her head.
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