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astrocat · 04-18-2024, 02:28 AM

SPOILER!!: Diamond

Not-being-perceived was the name of Phoebe's game this summer. She would have preferred to spend the summer not being seen or heard from by kids from school, but sometimes the other kids at Stemp House were too loud and Pheebs was forced to come out here. So it was dark sunglasses, baggy hoodies, short shorts, and new makeup, because then she would be harder to recognize. There were specific people she was avoiding, but she also just... wanted to preserve her summer from the influence of her least favorite place, you know?

It was HOT HOT HOT outside, and Pheebs absolutely needed a cold, refreshing drink. Unfortunately, she didn't have much money left right now from what she'd been given, so she too had been collecting coins off the street and also from any grown-up that looked like they could be persuaded to donate a sickle (she was good at that sort of thing by now, having done it often when she'd spent all of Stemp House's money on books). But now she had 13 sickles in her hands, with 4 more to go, and it was hard to hold them all at once. Her hands were small, as was the rest of Phoebe, and she kept dropping them. She kept trying to pick them up, and then dropping them again, and at some point she'd managed to drop them all at once and they scattered everywhere. Phoebe Calypso was clumsy, to say the least. Clumsy and mortified, with her cheeks a shade of bright pink that could not be explained by the very subtle blush she had been wearing.

So yes... there was someone dropping coins around here. In fact, dropping coins was the ONLY thing Phoebe seemed to be doing, despite her best efforts to recollect them.

04-18-2024, 02:28 AM	#51 (permalink)
astrocat Puffskein Join Date: Jul 2020 Location: New York City Posts: 2,139 Hogwarts RPG Name: Brandon Fox Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoebe Calypso [s]Dupont[/s] Slytherin Third Year	Which came first, the phoenix or the flame? SPOILER!!: Diamond Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Exposure. That was the name of the game this summer and weaseling her way into sitting in on one of mum's WWN broadcast meetings had given her infallible insight to the industry. Her quidditch announcing game was STRONG this summer too with her managing to book herself for a majority of the U-17 matches (as a co-host along with some other professional or another BUT it was very important that they have younger perspective so things did not get too dusty) and she had even been given the opportunity to plug her podcast during the last match THANKS to her co-host actually taking the note to ask some personal questions about herself. Also an OBVIOUS shoutout to podcast regular and bestie, Amatheia because DUH. Yes, Diamond was ranked...well...numbers didn't REALLY matter in the tween market anyway...and on her way UP. Which was why she was hitting the streets of Diagon Alley today to slap a few more of her trademark stickers around, DUH! And everyone was always keen for a cold glass of butterbeer come summertime sooooooooo the back and side of the butterbeer cart were bedazzled. Swinging around the front of the cart, the Gryffindor eyed the framed photo of some old witch and decided that back when she was not all old and wrinkly the woman would have obviously been a listener and subscriber TOO so Diamond slapped a sticker over her hideous knitted sweater. A vast improvement to her look, seriously. And while she was here...maybe she would get herself a butterbeer too...surely SOMEONE had dropped some coins around here to she could make up the difference with what little allowance she had left after hitting up Madam Primpernelle's earlier. Not-being-perceived was the name of Phoebe's game this summer. She would have preferred to spend the summer not being seen or heard from by kids from school, but sometimes the other kids at Stemp House were too loud and Pheebs was forced to come out here. So it was dark sunglasses, baggy hoodies, short shorts, and new makeup, because then she would be harder to recognize. There were specific people she was avoiding, but she also just... wanted to preserve her summer from the influence of her least favorite place, you know? It was HOT HOT HOT outside, and Pheebs absolutely needed a cold, refreshing drink. Unfortunately, she didn't have much money left right now from what she'd been given, so she too had been collecting coins off the street and also from any grown-up that looked like they could be persuaded to donate a sickle (she was good at that sort of thing by now, having done it often when she'd spent all of Stemp House's money on books). But now she had 13 sickles in her hands, with 4 more to go, and it was hard to hold them all at once. Her hands were small, as was the rest of Phoebe, and she kept dropping them. She kept trying to pick them up, and then dropping them again, and at some point she'd managed to drop them all at once and they scattered everywhere. Phoebe Calypso was clumsy, to say the least. Clumsy and mortified, with her cheeks a shade of bright pink that could not be explained by the very subtle blush she had been wearing. So yes... there was someone dropping coins around here. In fact, dropping coins was the ONLY thing Phoebe seemed to be doing, despite her best efforts to recollect them.