 Astrid and Phoebe! Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Drake and Phoebe day, Drake and Phoebe, Draaaake and Phoebaaaaay daaaaay!!
Drake had been looking forward to meeting up with friends over the summer pretty much since the minute he stepped foot off of the train. Maybe a little longer because he was distracted momentarily by getting the biiiiiggest mum squeezes, but then when it was home and quieter with not nearly the same chaos as his dorm and the common room, he'd started sending out owls asking everyone what day they'd be at the Alley and if they wanted to meet up.
And he was THRILLED when he got a response for when Phoebe would be around. They all had to go shopping at one point, so being able to line his day's up with hers sounded GREAT! Proposing they meet at the street vendors (because he bet they could find something really cool - like maybe some plant hybrids), the boy stood near where the line of stalls began and shifted back and forth on his feet - his curls pulled back and secured in a ponytail at the back of his head. His eyes were peeled as he looked this way and that for his friend. He was also unconsciously having a no-blink contest with himself because he didn't want to miss her.
Which unfortunately just meant his eyes were starting to sting and tear up just the smidge.
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