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It was very interesting. The obsession they had about shoes. Isn't that what her uncle's complained about? All women and their obsession with shoes. Thus, she came to the conclusion Cela and Adrienne were...obsessed. Shoes by catalog. She wanted to see this. "Catalog? You mean...on paper?" Allison had heard about trivial items by catalog, but shoes? No matter, she was going to seem them if her hero let her. "Cela, can I see when they come?"
Still looking at Cela with puppy eyes she noticed an addition to the group of girls. It was no longer the prefect and the Quidditch captain...but also the head girl. The girl who had been speaking with Kellen and Ian. The girl who she had laughed at for even trying to speak with an evil boy and a dim-witted fool. Allison had her reason for her opinions...especially with Kellen calling Cela the friend of Trog, and Ian trying to steal Cela's badge. Big no nos. She also recalled how she had horribly feigned a bitten tongue.
"Yes on paper, like a magazine for shopping." Celandine explained, turning her attention to Allison quite cheerfully. "Of course you can! I need some orange shoes." She added in a decisive tone. Obviously this was a critical thing. "You can help me choose!"
It was just a good thing that Ravenclaw blue went with almost every colour. Except... well she couldn't think of any exceptions.
"I have lots coming. Clothes too, not just shoes. One from Victorias Secret as well."
The sheer range of catalogues which Cela had coming was intense. Books too of course, as well as odd little bits and bobs, giftware and even, for reasons she wasn't entirely sure of, the latest Wizarding Property market guides.
It was just a thing she liked to moon over. Dream over.
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Crystal Ball Phoebus traipsed into the common room, dark eyes scanning the room for a comfortable empty seat. He just wanted a place to read a bit. He'd picked up a couple of novels and wanted to kind of start one before term got too insane. It was the only form of normal entertainment he had since Riley was still just...gone.
Then he spotted Adrienne. Oh man. He'd done so well with...well, avoiding her because he didn't know what to say to her, but there she was. He looked around, as if to make a dash back upstairs, yet thenhe locked gazes with Cela. Holy harpies, what was he supposed to DO? Why were there no closets he could jump into? He was sure he'd been spotted now though so he made as if he suddenly remmbered something so he began turning on his heel to go back upstairs, hoping to go unnoticed.
Well haiii there Phoebus.
Celandine brightened, as she caught his eye and waved at him. Where was he going?
"Hiiii Phoebus, come join us!" She even scooted over on the couch, leaving just enough space for him to squeeeeze in between her and the arm of it.
"How was your summer?"