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Off the main street now, it was getting a little tiresome looking for the Hogs Head. If it wasn't along here Oliver had decided he was going to give up and head back to school. It wasn't particularly fun being here when you knew no one... and the only person you had known, you'd lost as a friend.
But... as luck had it, there was the very place. Not quite what he had been expecting. Rather an old building which looked like an old pub rather than a student friendly place for socialising. Still... the sign with the severed ..er.. hog's head was pretty cool.. and apt. And really, free butterbeer was free butterbeer, right? Appearances were of no consequence.
He came to a halt outside the door and started digging in his hoody pocket looking for the piece of parchment which entitled him to a free drink. He pulled it out and began studying it when... 'Whoa!' Something, or rather, someone slammed into him. Turning to see the clumsy person, his face fell even more if that was possible when he saw who it was. Momentarily lost for words, he gawked at the girl before mumbling a quiet, “Hello, Miranda.” He scratched nervously at his arm. What was that she had? A voucher? But that meant.. Oh boy. And now Oliver was clutching his, which meant he couldn't make an excuse about being lost and leaving her to it.
Awkward.
Just as she was picking up the piece of paper, Miranda didn't hear a response until she stood straight again. And well, she didn't need to see the person to know who it was. Her jaw dropped a little as she looked up at the giant.
"H-hi Oliver." There was that silence again, but not the sad kind, more akward than tense. Her eyes fell on whatever it was that he was holding and she bit her lower lip. Well...he was going to the Hog's Head.
"How are you?" She asked, trying to give him a little smile. But she wasn't sure she should even be standing here and talking to him. The last time they had said bye, Oliver had been the one to walk away first. Right?
But if he didn't want to talk, he could just tell her. Like he had done the other day. Only, hopefully, not as harsh.
"You got a voucher too... What, uh, freebie did you get?" Please don't shout at me...