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Harron Peasley · 06-13-2024, 04:15 PM

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

Though it wasn't her usual vibe, Bronwen was stupidly into the old school Woodcroft aesthetic. It was a fun excuse to pair pieces of her wardrobe together in ways she would have otherwise never thought to. Plus, it made dressing for her date less of an ordeal than it otherwise would have been.

She hadn't taken the time to familiarize herself with the event, but knowing she'd be in good company, she wasn't the least bit worried. Good company in mind, she gave Reuben's hand a squeeze as they neared the event set up. "I can't wait to see what all there is to do," she skipped a couple of steps forward with a sincere smile.

The weather was lovely, her boots had butterfly wings, she had her favorite film camera in tow, and really, there was nothing more she could ask for in a date. Though she didn't want to come off too eager either. Whilst attempting to tamp down the energy, packing it up in an unreachable place, she looked around. "Reub, are those frogs singing!?" Bon hadn't ever seen anything like it before! When they finished up their song only a few moments later, Bronwen was the first to clap for them.

!!!!

They were truly sensational!

Already this was the best date she had ever been on. Of course, it was also the only date she had ever been on and it had only just begun, so perhaps it would only continue to get better than this.

After the incidents at the Halloween party (namely that Bronwen had left with Ezra), it had actually taken Reuben a while to follow up on his request for a date. Given that he'd been going on dates with others, it was hardly fair for Reuben to be annoyed with the other boy (never with Bronwen, of course), but it had taken until after the Christmas break for any resentment to fizzle away. And then after that, he was a bit frazzled with the return back to school. Of course he'd apologised for the delay in making good on his request, though he figured that the celebration... fair... thingy had come at the perfect time. This was way cooler than just your average Hogsmeade weekend (though it was prudent to mention his other dates to the village had gone pretty fantastic, anyway).

Reuben had most definitely told his date that she looked amazing more than once on the walk down. And also that it wasn't that she didn't always look great, because she did, but more so that she looked particularly good on this day. He, of course, hadn't gone all in on the theme, though the green short cloak he'd managed to dig out of his trunk matched his favourite trainers, and that was a win in his eyes. Along with his new favourite cap, courtesy of his date herself, he thought he was making this old school-modern look a trend. He'd also written to a number of his uncles and aunts, begging those that would be unlikely to go for their alumni vouchers, all so that he wouldn't run out - the idea was embarrassing, to say the least.

When Bronwen squeezed his hand, he beamed at her in response. "Apparently there's some games - a, uh, a barrel roll, a tug of war.... some kind of summoning thing and, ah -" he scrunched his face up, and then shook his head. "Can't remember the last one." The fact that he'd managed to remember any was almost impressive, given he was useless at most things. But he was quite looking forward to the barrel roll (the disappointment that he didn't get to be in the barrel still lingered on the horizon, given he'd not read the leaflet thoroughly). Oh, and the tug of war! Though he was more looking forward to showing off, in that instance.

Turning his head in the direction of the singing frogs, Reuben laughed, joining in Bronwen's clapping as they finished their song. "That is mental. How'd they teach 'em that?"

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Harron Peasley Mooncalf Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: The Losers Club Posts: 7,590 Hogwarts RPG Name: Reuben Albert Darcy-Stemp Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Billie Love Stemp Gryffindor Third Year x3	bonbon & ferAriana! Sarah thinks I'm cute \| Shan's safe space. Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack Though it wasn't her usual vibe, Bronwen was stupidly into the old school Woodcroft aesthetic. It was a fun excuse to pair pieces of her wardrobe together in ways she would have otherwise never thought to. Plus, it made dressing for her date less of an ordeal than it otherwise would have been. She hadn't taken the time to familiarize herself with the event, but knowing she'd be in good company, she wasn't the least bit worried. Good company in mind, she gave Reuben's hand a squeeze as they neared the event set up. "I can't wait to see what all there is to do," she skipped a couple of steps forward with a sincere smile. The weather was lovely, her boots had butterfly wings, she had her favorite film camera in tow, and really, there was nothing more she could ask for in a date. Though she didn't want to come off too eager either. Whilst attempting to tamp down the energy, packing it up in an unreachable place, she looked around. "Reub, are those frogs singing!?" Bon hadn't ever seen anything like it before! When they finished up their song only a few moments later, Bronwen was the first to clap for them. !!!! They were truly sensational! Already this was the best date she had ever been on. Of course, it was also the only date she had ever been on and it had only just begun, so perhaps it would only continue to get better than this. After the incidents at the Halloween party (namely that Bronwen had left with Ezra), it had actually taken Reuben a while to follow up on his request for a date. Given that he'd been going on dates with others, it was hardly fair for Reuben to be annoyed with the other boy (never with Bronwen, of course), but it had taken until after the Christmas break for any resentment to fizzle away. And then after that, he was a bit frazzled with the return back to school. Of course he'd apologised for the delay in making good on his request, though he figured that the celebration... fair... thingy had come at the perfect time. This was way cooler than just your average Hogsmeade weekend (though it was prudent to mention his other dates to the village had gone pretty fantastic, anyway). Reuben had most definitely told his date that she looked amazing more than once on the walk down. And also that it wasn't that she didn't always look great, because she did, but more so that she looked particularly good on this day. He, of course, hadn't gone all in on the theme, though the green short cloak he'd managed to dig out of his trunk matched his favourite trainers, and that was a win in his eyes. Along with his new favourite cap, courtesy of his date herself, he thought he was making this old school-modern look a trend. He'd also written to a number of his uncles and aunts, begging those that would be unlikely to go for their alumni vouchers, all so that he wouldn't run out - the idea was embarrassing, to say the least. When Bronwen squeezed his hand, he beamed at her in response. "Apparently there's some games - a, uh, a barrel roll, a tug of war.... some kind of summoning thing and, ah -" he scrunched his face up, and then shook his head. "Can't remember the last one." The fact that he'd managed to remember any was almost impressive, given he was useless at most things. But he was quite looking forward to the barrel roll (the disappointment that he didn't get to be in the barrel still lingered on the horizon, given he'd not read the leaflet thoroughly). Oh, and the tug of war! Though he was more looking forward to showing off, in that instance. Turning his head in the direction of the singing frogs, Reuben laughed, joining in Bronwen's clapping as they finished their song. "That is mental. How'd they teach 'em that?" __________________ ⇀ Standing now, calling all the people here to see the show_____________________________ Calling for my demons now to let me go ↽