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Located on the South side of Diagon Alley in London, past a number of other shops you notice a quaint building. It is a café in this fairly busy part of section. What makes this different from the other shops? Their logo for one, resembling a wispy stag that moves every now and then in the window, illuminating from a quite distance in the evenings. One can't help but chance a glance as they pass by.
Approaching the café you get a large sense of security as a warm haze falls over you upon entry. There were tables outside the place, where diners could have their meals and chat among themselves as well as indoors. Heading on the inside you are greeted with the sight of many Patronuses floating throughout the walls behind the other stag logos of the café. The flooring a pleasant velvet red, further emphasizing the pleasant warmth one would experience whether for a quick stop or a romantic scenery.
Floating around you see the wispy forms moving around the walls featuring creatures such as phoenixes, zebras, otters, horses and many other magical creatures. Perhaps your own will join the walls if you stay long enough? The tables are compact and decorated with candles that automatically light up keeping the darkness at bay. Along with additional small booths near the back for more privacy. The Menu illuminates right behind the counter as you approach to order. As soon as you sit, you can't help but feel as if you're right at home.
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Breakium Emendo *items served all day
- Apple & Berry Bircher Muesli - 11 Sickles
- Cheese / Chocolate Twist - 12 Sickles
- Croissant - 13 Sickles
- Fruit Salad - 14 Sickles
- Porridge - 12 Sickles
- Yoghurt - 13 Sickles, 10 Knuts
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Sun-kissed and rejuvenated from the summer break, Remy Gaeltheos was enjoying her time wandering around familiar parts of London as a newly qualified adult. While she was busy with her new schooling schedule, she was thrilled by the possibility to slip in a coffee break in between studying. Besides, she had only just started her next education venture, so it was just about settling in thus far. And settled in already, she was!!!!
The blonde felt a little bad for not making this date meet up happen sooner, but she had been busy sunning and travelling Italy with her big sister. She knew Atlas wouldn’t mind, and gosh, she was ever so excited to see him, secretly hoping he hadn’t replaced her as a best friend. Supposedly, they were too old for the BFF thing now. Not deep down.
Remy ordered a mocha and a bacon, brie and cranberry panini, before sitting down at a quiet corner of the cafe to wait for her friend.
Hitting up Espresso Patronum wasn't nearly as fun without Remy being the barista. Sure, he could have thrust a complicated for the sake of being complicated order on some random person or some noob just trying to earn enough to pay the rent...but he wasn't that sort of brat and taking out certain frustrations and impulses on unknowns made him feel like too much of a jerk. No, we were not going to discuss how doing the same things to friends was still a jerk move. The ones who knew him knew, you know? All this to say that he had rarely stopped by this place since Remy had left it which had meant he needed to figure out other means for lunches - which basically meant he was packing himself the bare minimum from home to pinch sickles and knuts wherever he could.
His shift had gone a bit longer than anticipated due to an indecisive customer and him just barely holding it together as he explained the differences between silver and copper bearings again, so it was with pure unfiltered relief that he smiled when he saw her. A smile that almost immediately turned into a smirk. "So...any inclination to hop behind the counter and prepare my usual?" he teased while leaning his shoulder against the wall beside her table. "For old time's sake, obviously."
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Switching jobs was never an easy transition especially since she had gone from removing spirits to working with living patients. So it was very nice to get to see her husband on a shared lunch break in DA Becca mused as she sat one of the tables at the patronum, and waited for Darej to arrive. After perusing the menu she had ordered a dragon feast panini for her hubby, and a ham & chimera chicken sandwich along with coffee for them both. Maybe she'd even indulge herself and get dessert later if there was time left before she had to get back to St Mungos to continue her shift.
What Darej wanted to discuss in the middle of the week with no kids running around their feet was a puzzle. Becca had a bunch of guesses, but doubted that none of them came close.
The window seat was a great place to watch people walk by outside, and he saw Victoria enter through the door at exactly noon on his watch. He caught her wave but pretended not to notice by sipping his cappuccino. Daniel placed the cup back on the table after it burned his tongue.
If she thought her hug would make him flustered, she was... correct. People didn't often hug him because he had an aura around him that had a 'stay away from me' vibe, but he let Victoria do it. His ears were the only parts of his body that turned red as he waited for her to sit. "I have nothing to complain about." Even if he pretended not to care, he had a good time with his family during the summer. They had taken a vacation to Seychelles, and when he returned, he began his wandless magic classes with his mentor. Though now that Hogwarts had started again he could only correspond with Professor Khanna with post owls. "Classes are difficult but manageable" he said as he looked down at her tray. A salad and tea. The complete opposite of what he had bought. "How are you these days?"
Of course Daniel didn’t wave back. He was Daniel after all. But the hug…she knew she’d get him with the hug. The red ears did not go unnoticed, either. V took a seat and had a sip of her tea.
“What are you going to school for again?” V felt awkward that she had to ask, that she hadn’t remembered. But he probably hadn’t remembered what she was going to school for, either. “My classes aren’t too bad yet. And I’m living with Serena,” she added, smiling at the thought. “And Stewie and I are….still…” confusing. Were they together? Were they not? She and Stewie still had no answers. “Are still close.” Was how she chose to end that statement. No need to give Daniel the details if he didn’t want them. This all also reminded her of how much of a huge crush she had had on Daniel up until very recently, and now they were having a lunch together.
It made her lips curl into a smirk as she said, “What a nice date we’re having here, Mr. Yoon.”
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Switching jobs was never an easy transition especially since she had gone from removing spirits to working with living patients. So it was very nice to get to see her husband on a shared lunch break in DA Becca mused as she sat one of the tables at the patronum, and waited for Darej to arrive. After perusing the menu she had ordered a dragon feast panini for her hubby, and a ham & chimera chicken sandwich along with coffee for them both. Maybe she'd even indulge herself and get dessert later if there was time left before she had to get back to St Mungos to continue her shift.
What Darej wanted to discuss in the middle of the week with no kids running around their feet was a puzzle. Becca had a bunch of guesses, but doubted that none of them came close.
Darej was on his lunch break from work, which was relieving since he could meet his wife around the same time. These days, their kids were now within the Primary Wizarding School's safe hands now that they were growing up leading to what he wanted to discuss with Becca.
"Hello love," Darej greeted with a quick kiss to her. She already had one of his favorites ordered before he took his seat with her. "Thanks for ordering. How's your day going so far?" He asked. He had already cleaned his hands so he was quick to take his first bite of the panini before he brought up what was on his mind. "When I had dropped the kids off this morning, I saw an advertisement with a 4 bedroom 2 bath flat available around the corner." "As cozy as our place is, they are getting older now and I imagine the boys will want their own space by the time Ciara's old enough to share with Tiana," He drew out a copy of the floor plan for her. Their current space had been fine when they just had Connor and then some adjusting with the twins, Tyler and Tiana. But with Ciara, there was quite a bit more accommodating that they were just getting used to. But now the timing seemed about right for them. Especially when it's within walking distance from their jobs and the school. "What do you think?" Of course, he hadn't checked out the place, he wanted to see it with Becca by his side if she was interested in it.
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The woman agreed to Bowie’s request and so he sat in the seat opposite her after carefully placing his coffee down onto the table. “Thank you” he replied graciously, tucking his chair under so as to not take up too much space in the busy coffee shop.
It had seemed that his table companion had completely misconstrued what he meant when he said ‘one of those morning’ to mean exclusively her but she didn’t seem to be too offended by the apparent accusation and so the twenty-eight year old chuckled softly. “I meant in general. I’ve never seen this place so full.” Not during term time anyway but then again he didn’t frequent it that often. Bowie liked to vary his afternoon coffee breaks, it was about as much excitement as he could get out of the hour he allowed himself.
Now Bowie wasn’t a Ravenclaw but by process of deductive reasoning he established that this woman must work in one of the many stores of Diagon Alley if she was talking about the kids going back. “I daren’t even go here in the summer holidays. Too clumsy, would probably accidentally bowl over a small child.” He laughed. Sometimes his long blonde hair blew in front of his face and caused a hazard, sometimes he was just overly-excited about what he was doing and sometimes he was just extremely distracted. He’d been compared to a Golden Retriever on several occasions and it was likely accurate. “Just on my caffeine break from work.” He raised his coffee cup in a little ‘cheers’.
“I’m Bowie.”
"Ohhh," Nettie said with a small laugh, blushing a little at her misunderstanding and looking around the cafe. "Yeah, I think everyone is celebrating the fact that there are no more children hanging around anymore," she noted with a grin. That was why SHE was here at least. "If their shops are anything like mine, they have a backlog of work to try and get through."
"Nice to meet you Bowie, I'm Nettie," she replied, taking her coffee cup and mimicking his cheers with a smile as she took a sip. This Bowie fellow had a LOT of hair. She was a little jealous, to be honest. Her hair was horribly thin no matter what she did and here he was, with a whole mane of it! "So what brings you to the alley today?" she asked conversationally.
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The sudden influx of patrons due to the mass migration of students back to Hogwarts made perfect sense but also it was strange that they had picked that particular day to all come. Maybe it was due to the midweek slump where everyone needed a caffeine supplement to boost their productivity. “I visited here a couple of weeks ago and.. well I don’t think most of those children should go anywhere near coffee” he chuckled. Not that he could say anything considering he was (and still often WAS) one of those excitable children. “Still it’s nice to be able to walk down Diagon without tripping over a small child.” No but seriously, it HAD happened.
His assumption over her working at one of the shops was clearly correct. “Which shop do you work at?” he asked with genuine interest. Bowie wasn’t the best as reading other people so wouldn’t even want to hazard a guess, he was the sort of person who just wanted to get along with everyone and therefore judging others based on their appearance was something he never wished to do.
“Likewise.” He took a quick sip of his coffee before setting it back down on the table with a little too much vigour and spilling a bit over the side. “I’m doing some work at a recording studio just around the corner and this was the best coffee shop I could think of ” he answered, subtly wiping up the mess with the sleeve of his colourful jumper.
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Hitting up Espresso Patronum wasn't nearly as fun without Remy being the barista. Sure, he could have thrust a complicated for the sake of being complicated order on some random person or some noob just trying to earn enough to pay the rent...but he wasn't that sort of brat and taking out certain frustrations and impulses on unknowns made him feel like too much of a jerk. No, we were not going to discuss how doing the same things to friends was still a jerk move. The ones who knew him knew, you know? All this to say that he had rarely stopped by this place since Remy had left it which had meant he needed to figure out other means for lunches - which basically meant he was packing himself the bare minimum from home to pinch sickles and knuts wherever he could.
His shift had gone a bit longer than anticipated due to an indecisive customer and him just barely holding it together as he explained the differences between silver and copper bearings again, so it was with pure unfiltered relief that he smiled when he saw her. A smile that almost immediately turned into a smirk. "So...any inclination to hop behind the counter and prepare my usual?" he teased while leaning his shoulder against the wall beside her table. "For old time's sake, obviously."
The feeling of a hot coffee running down on a chilly day like today was perfection, but she did secretly think she could have made this one better than what it was. No offence to the current barista, of course. Remy missed working here but it was time to think of the future!! She had already finished her panini when Atlas arrived, very aware that he was running a little later than she was expecting him. Remy was impeccable with time-keeping, as ever. Always on a schedule, always had a thousand lists buzzing around her little head.
Her face lit up like a Christmas tree when she saw him, turning into a little chuckle at his comment. "No, sir. I'm officially a full time coffee enjoyer, not maker." Okay, okay... it was fun making coffee too, with the patterned froth on top which she had mastered. Remy stood up and grasped hold of him into a cheek-to-cheek smooshing hug. She didn't care if he wasn't up for the hug, because it felt like it had been a billion years since she had seen him, and Merlin's Beard, she had missed him so much.
"Hey." Remy freed him after only a short moment, because she wanted to look at that beautiful face of his.
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Originally Posted by Lottiepot
The sudden influx of patrons due to the mass migration of students back to Hogwarts made perfect sense but also it was strange that they had picked that particular day to all come. Maybe it was due to the midweek slump where everyone needed a caffeine supplement to boost their productivity. “I visited here a couple of weeks ago and.. well I don’t think most of those children should go anywhere near coffee” he chuckled. Not that he could say anything considering he was (and still often WAS) one of those excitable children. “Still it’s nice to be able to walk down Diagon without tripping over a small child.” No but seriously, it HAD happened.
His assumption over her working at one of the shops was clearly correct. “Which shop do you work at?” he asked with genuine interest. Bowie wasn’t the best as reading other people so wouldn’t even want to hazard a guess, he was the sort of person who just wanted to get along with everyone and therefore judging others based on their appearance was something he never wished to do.
“Likewise.” He took a quick sip of his coffee before setting it back down on the table with a little too much vigour and spilling a bit over the side. “I’m doing some work at a recording studio just around the corner and this was the best coffee shop I could think of ” he answered, subtly wiping up the mess with the sleeve of his colourful jumper.
Nettie chuckled and shook her head. "Oh, absolutely not. I don't think I was ever that enthusiastic about going back to school," she said. Those who knew the blonde well would probably agree to disagree - but as far as SHE remembered it, she was a perfectly well behaved child. "It is nice to be back in the company of adults," she added in agreement.
"Flourish and Blotts," she answered, taking a sip of her coffee. "I'm a book binder," she elaborated, which hadn't necessarily been the career she pictured for herself, but she enjoyed it nonetheless. She actually liked it far more than she had anticipated, and here she was, three years later, still working with her beloved books.
She bit her lip and tried not to laugh at the mess he made, but then he tried to wipe it up with his jumper - and she was not about to let him mess up his sweater like that! "Here," she said quickly, handing him a napkin. She supposed she could have cleaned it up with her wand as well but...she had napkins more readily available. "What are you doing at the studio? Are you a musician?" she asked curiously. He certainly had the hair for it.
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Of course Daniel didn’t wave back. He was Daniel after all. But the hug…she knew she’d get him with the hug. The red ears did not go unnoticed, either. V took a seat and had a sip of her tea.
“What are you going to school for again?” V felt awkward that she had to ask, that she hadn’t remembered. But he probably hadn’t remembered what she was going to school for, either. “My classes aren’t too bad yet. And I’m living with Serena,” she added, smiling at the thought. “And Stewie and I are….still…” confusing. Were they together? Were they not? She and Stewie still had no answers. “Are still close.” Was how she chose to end that statement. No need to give Daniel the details if he didn’t want them. This all also reminded her of how much of a huge crush she had had on Daniel up until very recently, and now they were having a lunch together.
It made her lips curl into a smirk as she said, “What a nice date we’re having here, Mr. Yoon.”
As V took a seat, Daniel bit into his panini. It wasn't bad, but he'd had worse. He wanted to experience the cooking of the house elves at Hogwarts again though. It had a 'different' vibe to it. He swallowed the bite and said, "Behavioral sciences and Rune studies. I'm hoping to get a job in curse-breaking,"he stated. He had been fascinated by it since he was twelve. "I heard you decided to go to university as well" which surprised him. Not because she wouldn't be qualified to attend university, but because he had the impression she didn't enjoy studying. But he had only tutored in a subject she had been bad at so he hadn't really seen a different side.
"You do?" He inquired when she mentioned living with Serena. "And how is that going?" He would prefer to have his own place and live alone once he moved out of his parents' house.
Daniel had been completely unaware that Stewie and V had dated...or might have dated while at Hogwarts because he had not cared about relationships, neither his own nor those of others. "Hmmm" he replied as he took another bite of his bread when her next statement nearly caused him to choke on his food.
"Very funny, Miss Gellar" He said with a roll of his eyes. "I wouldn't take you to a cafe for a first date, though" he said quickly and took a swig from his HOT cappuccino. It burned his tongue again but he pretended like nothing had happened.
Of course what Daniel was going to university for sounded super fancy and smart. A curse-breaker, eh? Victoria found herself smirking at him as she picked at her salad. "I think you'll be great at that. You're great at all that academic and magic stuff." Both of which she struggled with. Especially with RUNES? Blegh. V couldn't imagine studying that subject area in depth at all. "I did. For journalism. It's pretty interesting so far...there's some stuff I don't enjoy, like the entry-level writing course, but it has to be done," she shrugged. And she only needed an average grade in those classes to get to the higher-level Journalism classes, so. Yeah.
"I love living with Seri. We're both moody, but we know how to keep to ourselves when we feel snippy. I want to convince her that we can have a cat. I want a kitten. It feels weird not having a pet." Ever since her dog had died a year ago, she felt like she needed a pet. A dog seemed like too much work on her own, so she felt like she could settle for a cat.
Hehehehehe. V veeeeery coyly bat her eyelashes at him. "Oh? Where would our first date be, then, Daniel Yoon?" she asked as she took a bite of her salad from her fork then gave the fork a little swirl of her wrist, playfully, at him. She was unaware he had burned his tongue either the first or this time, and had she known, she would have been amused. Regardless, she enjoyed flustering him. Seeing his cheeks redden, or even just his ears, would make her feel insanely gleeful.
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Nettie chuckled and shook her head. "Oh, absolutely not. I don't think I was ever that enthusiastic about going back to school," she said. Those who knew the blonde well would probably agree to disagree - but as far as SHE remembered it, she was a perfectly well behaved child. "It is nice to be back in the company of adults," she added in agreement.
"Flourish and Blotts," she answered, taking a sip of her coffee. "I'm a book binder," she elaborated, which hadn't necessarily been the career she pictured for herself, but she enjoyed it nonetheless. She actually liked it far more than she had anticipated, and here she was, three years later, still working with her beloved books.
She bit her lip and tried not to laugh at the mess he made, but then he tried to wipe it up with his jumper - and she was not about to let him mess up his sweater like that! "Here," she said quickly, handing him a napkin. She supposed she could have cleaned it up with her wand as well but...she had napkins more readily available. "What are you doing at the studio? Are you a musician?" she asked curiously. He certainly had the hair for it.
Bowie wasn’t unenthusiastic about going to school, in fact there was very little that had him lacking in enthusiasm as he tried to remain upbeat about everything but he too couldn’t remember bouncing around off the walls and being as loud as some of the latest batch of students were. “I can’t entirely blame them, Hogwarts IS the most exciting school in the world” he chuckled. Sadly Bowie was not the perfect example of a mature adult either. “I can’t guarantee I’m the most adult of adults but I’ll try with the intellectual conversation.” Try as hard as he could anyway but he wasn’t the most well read.
Speaking of being well read, his companion obviously WAS of the intellectual type considering she worked in the bookshop. “Ah must’ve been absolutely chocka with kids buying their textbooks then.” Not his favourite part of shopping, those things were heavy and as a surprisingly small eleven-year-old who hadn’t learned any charms yet they were difficult to lug around.
There were no concerns over getting his sleeves dirty, his jumper was already a little holey and well loved and it was nothing a decent cleaning charm couldn’t handle but alas she handed over the napkins and the man would feel rude refusing them. “I do a bit of everything. Guitar, piano, vocals.. whatever they need me for really. I studied magical music production too at university so I can do all the technical side as well.” He was too much of a pushover to be a frontman, he didn’t have the showiness or pizzazz to make a name for himself and so he was satisfied being in the background.
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The feeling of a hot coffee running down on a chilly day like today was perfection, but she did secretly think she could have made this one better than what it was. No offence to the current barista, of course. Remy missed working here but it was time to think of the future!! She had already finished her panini when Atlas arrived, very aware that he was running a little later than she was expecting him. Remy was impeccable with time-keeping, as ever. Always on a schedule, always had a thousand lists buzzing around her little head.
Her face lit up like a Christmas tree when she saw him, turning into a little chuckle at his comment. "No, sir. I'm officially a full time coffee enjoyer, not maker." Okay, okay... it was fun making coffee too, with the patterned froth on top which she had mastered. Remy stood up and grasped hold of him into a cheek-to-cheek smooshing hug. She didn't care if he wasn't up for the hug, because it felt like it had been a billion years since she had seen him, and Merlin's Beard, she had missed him so much.
"Hey." Remy freed him after only a short moment, because she wanted to look at that beautiful face of his.
Being someone who, when it mattered, believe that five minutes early was already ten minutes late...Atlas was genuinely feeling like his skin crawling off his bones would be more comfortable than arriving late. Perhaps it was a good thing that his irritation with incompetent customers had him riled up enough to be distracted by that discomfort and instead he was channeling it all in to pestering Remy. Almost like the days before things got so complicated and the pair of them just chilling in front of the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room. Almost but also not even remotely close.
Speaking of close, Remy sure wasted no time in getting reacquainted. While he did make exceptions, Atlas remained a not so touchy feely kind of bloke and had naively not anticipated her performing such an act out here in such a public setting. It was probably the setting that had him more resistant than the gesture itself. Embarrassment creeping across his cheeks, his fingers sort of lightly reciprocated the hug by drumming themselves on the small of her back. "Uh...bummer...don't trust anyone else not to spit in my order."
And, honestly, if he were a barista he would be tempted to if someone like himself came in asking the most egregious of orders just to see if they could pull it off. The spite ran thick in his blood, you see.
"Hey yourself," Atlas chuckled, the air filling his lungs once again and even more so once he rolled his shoulders to loosen up again as his limbs returned to his sides and hands slipped into his pockets. "You're looking good." She always did though so maybe he should tell her something she didn't already know. "...and already mostly through your lunch I see."
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Minjae appreciated Adi's words, but even more so that he didn't press any further. It was a subject he preferred not to discuss with anyone other than his therapist. "I had many friends to help me get through it all," he said, smiling genuinely.
There was a difference between occupying yourself with things to distract yourself and completely engulfing your entire existence by playing video games all night because you were afraid to sleep. On the plus side, he'd become a fantastic MMORPG guild leader as a result. A feat his parents were not grateful for at the time.
Minjae looked a bit confused as he noticed the head tilt, followed by the question about how he knew all of this. He thought it was obvious, but he guessed that to someone who didn't know him, he sounded more like a coffee addict who frequented this establishment. That wasn't far from the truth though. "Oh, I've worked here for a couple of years" he explained. "I worked part-time before starting at the Ministry. I'm now a spirit relocation officer," he added.
To be honest, he hadn't seen the 'hippogriff breeder' coming. "I had no idea hippogriffs and dragons could get along," he said. "Are they both in the same reserve or are they sectioned off?" He liked hippogriffs but didn't care much for dragons. To him, they were a bit scary. "Oh man, I'm terrible at Gobstones. I lost a lot while I was at school" he laughed. "Have you won many competitions?" He had to go to tournaments if he played professionally, right?
He shook his head. He hadn't tried the Patronus charm in a long time. But his life was coming together, and he could confidently state that he was happy these days. "I suppose I could try again" His happy memory from back then was of his best friend being accepted into residency to become a Healer. He wondered which thought he should use these days.
That was something Adi could understand. “A strong support system is always important, and I can tell you this applies to more than just whatever we faced at Hogwarts. I’m sure you figured this out already.” Adi smiled wisely; he hoped Minjae was not one of those who only focused on the negative aspects of his life. Those were not always the important moments even if they were the defining moments. In Adi’s opinion from knowing the younger man for only a short span of time, he would say that Minjae was a fine fellow, in terms of dedication to his brother and being a decent human, at least.
Ah, that would explain why Minjae was so familiar with the Espresso Patronum. “Your Ministry job must be interesting! Does it get rather difficult dealing with spirits and the other requirements that come with the job?" Adi thought it might but what did he know of the job description? The older man chuckled. “Both sets of creatures are always kept at a great distance away from each other. We don’t usually take chances with them mingling because that can be disastrous. I always say that both creatures have great egos and can get feisty if rubbed the wrong way. I let persons visit the Reserve if they want to, so the invitation’s open to you should be you be interested.” Adi had often been told by those he met how bad they were at Gobstones. “It takes a lot of focus so don't worry about being bad at Gobstones. Is Quidditch more of your thing? Sometimes I find that one person more often than not is good at one or the other.” Modestly, he continued, “My team has won a fair few. I have been playing for the Hereford Hippogriffs since I graduated from Hogwarts.” In a few years, he’d be of retirement age.
“Give it a shot. I bet you will surprise yourself.” Adi had the suspicion that Minjae’s life had improved a lot from the days of Hogwarts and there may be a lot of happy memories from events after.
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Being someone who, when it mattered, believe that five minutes early was already ten minutes late...Atlas was genuinely feeling like his skin crawling off his bones would be more comfortable than arriving late. Perhaps it was a good thing that his irritation with incompetent customers had him riled up enough to be distracted by that discomfort and instead he was channeling it all in to pestering Remy. Almost like the days before things got so complicated and the pair of them just chilling in front of the fireplace in the Gryffindor common room. Almost but also not even remotely close.
Speaking of close, Remy sure wasted no time in getting reacquainted. While he did make exceptions, Atlas remained a not so touchy feely kind of bloke and had naively not anticipated her performing such an act out here in such a public setting. It was probably the setting that had him more resistant than the gesture itself. Embarrassment creeping across his cheeks, his fingers sort of lightly reciprocated the hug by drumming themselves on the small of her back. "Uh...bummer...don't trust anyone else not to spit in my order."
And, honestly, if he were a barista he would be tempted to if someone like himself came in asking the most egregious of orders just to see if they could pull it off. The spite ran thick in his blood, you see.
"Hey yourself," Atlas chuckled, the air filling his lungs once again and even more so once he rolled his shoulders to loosen up again as his limbs returned to his sides and hands slipped into his pockets. "You're looking good." She always did though so maybe he should tell her something she didn't already know. "...and already mostly through your lunch I see."
She would have been offended to hear that he wasn’t expecting a proper hug from her, or that he was embarrassed by it, despite her knowing what he was like. Of course, she was none the wiser and didn’t regret her closeness, so he’d better just get used to it again!!!! Remy faked a shocked expression, “Me?! I would never.” Not even to her worst enemy, actually. “Although I’m sure I heard a rumour that their custom has decreased dramatically in the last few months.” Wink, wink.
Aw. Now it was her turn to feel embarrassed.
“Thanks, Flobberworm, you’ll make me blush. You’re looking pretty good yourself.” That was an understatement, of course. Her friend was always easy on her eyes. “I’m thinking of going up again for something sweet. Want me to get you anything?” Baring in mind that she wouldn’t take no for an answer!
“Tough day at work?” She casually asked, realising that there must’ve been a reason for Atlas turning up a little behind schedule.
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She would have been offended to hear that he wasn’t expecting a proper hug from her, or that he was embarrassed by it, despite her knowing what he was like. Of course, she was none the wiser and didn’t regret her closeness, so he’d better just get used to it again!!!! Remy faked a shocked expression, “Me?! I would never.” Not even to her worst enemy, actually. “Although I’m sure I heard a rumour that their custom has decreased dramatically in the last few months.” Wink, wink.
Aw. Now it was her turn to feel embarrassed.
“Thanks, Flobberworm, you’ll make me blush. You’re looking pretty good yourself.” That was an understatement, of course. Her friend was always easy on her eyes. “I’m thinking of going up again for something sweet. Want me to get you anything?” Baring in mind that she wouldn’t take no for an answer!
“Tough day at work?” She casually asked, realising that there must’ve been a reason for Atlas turning up a little behind schedule.
If she did get offended she would get over it like she always did. She was reliable in that way. "Entirely my point," he nodded, quite pleased she saw his logic. It took someone real special to put up with him, pass his tests, and while let down time and time again he had nonetheless found a very finite elite few (read: two) who hadn't betrayed him. The likes of which...he may delve into today, may not. Did it really matter at the end of the day when people showed you precisely where their priorities were and you made your choice in how to respond to it?
Atlas rolled his eyes, hopes of that nickname dying as Hogwarts faded into the distance of the past squashed, and considered the menu from memory. He wasn't going to say no to be treated to something, meant he got to indulge in his fickle behaviors without guilt nagging him, but that would also mean he needed to know what that something was that he wanted. "Eh...sure," he replied nonchalantly so as not to look too keen on accepting being treated. "I mean, as long as your offering...I'll take a cortado and lemon posset," he concluded with a smirk before slipping his cap off in one hand and raking his fingers through his blond hair with the other. "Less rough and more taxing. Answering the same questions over and over again...you know, customer service woes."
Atlas flourished his hand with a dismissive air and flopped into one of the seats at the table to wait. "I'll hold down the fort. Make sure no chairs walk off on their own accord or nothing."
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If Dennis was being honest with himself he probably should have gone somewhere more elite now that was officially seventeen as of a few weeks ago, yet being the ever modest boy, he was here ... at the quaint cafe that Diagon Alley had to offer.
The middle child wondered if he ought to tell his sisters where he was going. He was pretty sure Lia would have enjoyed a hot cocoa, but as much as he LOVED his family (and he really did), slipping off onto his own for awhile just felt needed. He peered up at the menu board as he deliberated over what to order. A cappuccino sounded good and maybe he would get something sweet. His own personal belated birthday celebration. Which to be clear, he had celebrated his coming of age, but there was something unique about celebrating with family and then on your own.
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If Dennis was being honest with himself he probably should have gone somewhere more elite now that was officially seventeen as of a few weeks ago, yet being the ever modest boy, he was here ... at the quaint cafe that Diagon Alley had to offer.
The middle child wondered if he ought to tell his sisters where he was going. He was pretty sure Lia would have enjoyed a hot cocoa, but as much as he LOVED his family (and he really did), slipping off onto his own for awhile just felt needed. He peered up at the menu board as he deliberated over what to order. A cappuccino sounded good and maybe he would get something sweet. His own personal belated birthday celebration. Which to be clear, he had celebrated his coming of age, but there was something unique about celebrating with family and then on your own.
Having chosen to stay locally for a few weeks in Diagon Alley instead of the whole summer on the dragon reserve, it meant Allie was missing out on a lot of family time. Which she didn't mind since she knew how busy her parents were, but she had to admit she WAS starting to miss the younger siblings. Which was why that morning she had chosen to wake up so early in order to take a mirror call with them before they did some chores and she did... whatever she chose to do for that day. Which she had yet to establish a plan for, but having no plan had certainly seemed to work out well enough for her the last few days when she'd continuing to bump into Vas.
But before she tried to come up with anything for the day, she was in desperate need of caffeine. The early morning after so many others of sleeping in, was already doing her in. Stepping up behind someone else already in line and peering at menu, she squinted up at it as well, stifling a yawn with her hand while she tried to do so. Espresso. Espresso was probably what she should go with. "What's good here?" She ended up asking the air, though she supposed more so the guy next to her.
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Having chosen to stay locally for a few weeks in Diagon Alley instead of the whole summer on the dragon reserve, it meant Allie was missing out on a lot of family time. Which she didn't mind since she knew how busy her parents were, but she had to admit she WAS starting to miss the younger siblings. Which was why that morning she had chosen to wake up so early in order to take a mirror call with them before they did some chores and she did... whatever she chose to do for that day. Which she had yet to establish a plan for, but having no plan had certainly seemed to work out well enough for her the last few days when she'd continuing to bump into Vas.
But before she tried to come up with anything for the day, she was in desperate need of caffeine. The early morning after so many others of sleeping in, was already doing her in. Stepping up behind someone else already in line and peering at menu, she squinted up at it as well, stifling a yawn with her hand while she tried to do so. Espresso. Espresso was probably what she should go with. "What's good here?" She ended up asking the air, though she supposed more so the guy next to her.
Well the barista here certainly liked to take their time? But fortunately, Dennis was generally patient and it also gave him more time to decide on what he wanted to get for his something sweet.
It wasn't until he heard a question being asked that the seventeen year old glanced around to see if it was directed at him. She seemed around his age and vaguely familiar, in actuality, although Dennis wasn't sure that they'd interacted much. Did she even go to Hogwarts? It took him a full two minutes to respond as he deliberated and waited to see if someone else was going to answer, before he decided that the question was directed at him.
"Well, if you're in dire need of coffee, I'd say a cappuccino should suffice. I'm also thinking of a pastry, but not sure which one." He glanced back at the register, stepping forward, as the queue moved up. "I seem to have lost my manners, have we met before? I'm Dennis."
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Well the barista here certainly liked to take their time? But fortunately, Dennis was generally patient and it also gave him more time to decide on what he wanted to get for his something sweet.
It wasn't until he heard a question being asked that the seventeen year old glanced around to see if it was directed at him. She seemed around his age and vaguely familiar, in actuality, although Dennis wasn't sure that they'd interacted much. Did she even go to Hogwarts? It took him a full two minutes to respond as he deliberated and waited to see if someone else was going to answer, before he decided that the question was directed at him.
"Well, if you're in dire need of coffee, I'd say a cappuccino should suffice. I'm also thinking of a pastry, but not sure which one." He glanced back at the register, stepping forward, as the queue moved up. "I seem to have lost my manners, have we met before? I'm Dennis."
Allie had been aware of the presence of another person near her, but since he didn't answer right away at her general question - she supposed she was in fact more so talking to herself. Which wasn't necessarily a bad thing, as she stared more and more at the menu. In fact, the pause had been so pregnant she'd nearly forgotten she'd asked anything to begin with, until a voice responded to her and her head slowly turned to look towards him.
It took her a second to remember the question, but once she did she quickly put a smile on her face - one of gratitude. "Desperately in need of coffee. I would take an IV drip of it, but I suppose a cappucino will suffice. Thank you for the suggestion!" From what she remembered, those weren't too terribly sweet. Much better than a latte at least. "The pastries DO look good... but I wonder if they have any breakfast sandwiches or something.." Muffins and tarts and the like also had the sweetness factor that she didn't often love to partake in. Besides, protein was a good way to start the day.
Following him in the queue, she glanced one more time at the menu to start calculating the coins she would need to retrieve from her bag, before her attention turned to him once more and she gave him a once over at the mention of finding her 'familiar'. The look might have been on the rude side, but she was just trying to remember herself. "I think I've seen you too! You go to Hogwarts right? We've probably been in a class together here or there. But I only transferred in last term so it's possible we haven't had a chance to interact." She offered a hand out in greeting towards him. "Nice to meet you, Dennis. I'm Alouette."
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It had been an extremely rough few years for Miss Ashley Fox- family scandal after family scandal, a few worrying disappearances and even more worrying appearances, her brother getting trapped in a mirror, romantic struggles and three heartbreaks, and other events that had simply drained all of her strength away. But then, little by little, she had built up her strength again, using a combination of intense healing efforts and a stubborn refusal to give up on whatever happiness she gained. So here she was, feeling better and more stable than she'd ever felt in her whole entire life. It was good. She felt good. Being happy was still a huge amount of work, but she was happy nonetheless. She smiled a lot.
Since she was feeling so good recently, she had more time to spend on catching up with friends and living her life in general. Today, she had specifically invited her good friend Kayne to lunch! She hadn't seen him in a while, so she'd gone shopping beforehand for a little present for him, hoping that could make things up. She was more tattooed, more happy, and a little older than when he'd seen her last (life had certainly changed her), and her hair was in an updo right now, but some things stayed the same. Her posture, the way she was sitting, the purple dress, and the napkin doodling identified her as the same old Ashley that he knew and loved.
It had been an extremely rough few years for Miss Ashley Fox- family scandal after family scandal, a few worrying disappearances and even more worrying appearances, her brother getting trapped in a mirror, romantic struggles and three heartbreaks, and other events that had simply drained all of her strength away. But then, little by little, she had built up her strength again, using a combination of intense healing efforts and a stubborn refusal to give up on whatever happiness she gained. So here she was, feeling better and more stable than she'd ever felt in her whole entire life. It was good. She felt good. Being happy was still a huge amount of work, but she was happy nonetheless. She smiled a lot.
Since she was feeling so good recently, she had more time to spend on catching up with friends and living her life in general. Today, she had specifically invited her good friend Kayne to lunch! She hadn't seen him in a while, so she'd gone shopping beforehand for a little present for him, hoping that could make things up. She was more tattooed, more happy, and a little older than when he'd seen her last (life had certainly changed her), and her hair was in an updo right now, but some things stayed the same. Her posture, the way she was sitting, the purple dress, and the napkin doodling identified her as the same old Ashley that he knew and loved.
Cue the music, cause it was showtime.
Strutting down the south side of Diagon Alley like it was a catwalk on this relatively chilly autumn day, black and red hair being tussled to and fro with the tempestuous breeze, was none other than Kayne Mordrake. What had brought him here on this day was an invite to grab some coffee and food with a dear old friend of his. The time had really flown by since both himself, and the other had since graduated from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. So it was about time that the two of them had finally caught up. And within his grasp, all wrapped up in some colorful cloth wrappings, was something in which he already knew she'd be looking forward to getting. Albeit, the package wasn't from Diagon Alley, but that was besides the point. The now 22 year old still had quite the memory for what exactly his friend had enjoyed, and the gift was literally tailored exactly to said passion.
Dawned in a typical day-to-day outfit; a yellow and pink puffer jacket, with a rather vibrant yellow vintage band tee, and some matching pink flairs, he'd eventually maneuver his way to the outside of the coffee shop that was there. It was a quaint little place. One which brought back some memories, not of here necessarily though. Just overall a nostalgic vibe to being here in the alley in general. And through the front window, he'd slightly peer in to see sitting at one of the tables inside was the friend that Kayne was there to meet with.
Walking in, a confident, slightly smug smile piercing from between his lips, his head would turn to the left. Without even fully walking over to her yet, his eyes would land right on the lass who was seated a mere few feet away from the door; "Well, well, well. If it isn't the Queen of the Swamp herself, Ashley Fox." He'd state, his smile clearly being displayed to show off the fact that the braces on his teeth were now long gone. It was one of the few things which actually changed about himself.
"I hope this seat wasn't taken, because well...now it is." And the words spoken would be happening in tandem as the pink combat boots he was wearing would also be heard tap, tap, tapping their way across the floor and towards the table that Ash was at.
Strutting down the south side of Diagon Alley like it was a catwalk on this relatively chilly autumn day, black and red hair being tussled to and fro with the tempestuous breeze, was none other than Kayne Mordrake. What had brought him here on this day was an invite to grab some coffee and food with a dear old friend of his. The time had really flown by since both himself, and the other had since graduated from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. So it was about time that the two of them had finally caught up. And within his grasp, all wrapped up in some colorful cloth wrappings, was something in which he already knew she'd be looking forward to getting. Albeit, the package wasn't from Diagon Alley, but that was besides the point. The now 22 year old still had quite the memory for what exactly his friend had enjoyed, and the gift was literally tailored exactly to said passion.
Dawned in a typical day-to-day outfit; a yellow and pink puffer jacket, with a rather vibrant yellow vintage band tee, and some matching pink flairs, he'd eventually maneuver his way to the outside of the coffee shop that was there. It was a quaint little place. One which brought back some memories, not of here necessarily though. Just overall a nostalgic vibe to being here in the alley in general. And through the front window, he'd slightly peer in to see sitting at one of the tables inside was the friend that Kayne was there to meet with.
Walking in, a confident, slightly smug smile piercing from between his lips, his head would turn to the left. Without even fully walking over to her yet, his eyes would land right on the lass who was seated a mere few feet away from the door; "Well, well, well. If it isn't the Queen of the Swamp herself, Ashley Fox." He'd state, his smile clearly being displayed to show off the fact that the braces on his teeth were now long gone. It was one of the few things which actually changed about himself.
"I hope this seat wasn't taken, because well...now it is." And the words spoken would be happening in tandem as the pink combat boots he was wearing would also be heard tap, tap, tapping their way across the floor and towards the table that Ash was at.
If Ashley Fox was Delirium, with her chaotic existence, wandering mind, and love of color, Kayne would be Desire, because his outfits were so cool all the time. He was impossible to miss in his pink boots and bright puffer jacket, even for someone as wrapped up in her own doodling as Ashley. His face was the same too, she realized- besides the lack of braces, he still had the same smug look that he always had in school. She studied him with a sort of artistic interest that gave the distinct impression that she wanted to draw him. Ashley always wanted to draw someone.
"It's been a long time since I've been to a swamp, Kayne Mordrake. But I appreciate the title nonetheless." Smiling faintly, she welcomed him to her table, pretending to complain that she was trying to save that seat for a friend. Kayne was the friend. Obviously. "I missed you a lot." She did, really. But, well, she didn't want him to see her during her worst moments, so she was glad they were meeting now. "I brought you a present. It's... purple, if that's okay. But if it isn't, I could simply change the color with wandless magic..." Ash had been working hard on her anxiety, but it still came up a lot. She was pretty sure he'd like the clothing items she brought... but they were purple. Very much so. All of them. Even the cute little homemade card was purple. She was suddenly concerned about that.
"I like purple a lot, and I may have gone overboard a little," Ashley explained sheepishly. She had also considered bringing purple divination things or purple nail polish, but picked this outfit out instead. "...Sorry." She gave him a tiny smile.
If Ashley Fox was Delirium, with her chaotic existence, wandering mind, and love of color, Kayne would be Desire, because his outfits were so cool all the time. He was impossible to miss in his pink boots and bright puffer jacket, even for someone as wrapped up in her own doodling as Ashley. His face was the same too, she realized- besides the lack of braces, he still had the same smug look that he always had in school. She studied him with a sort of artistic interest that gave the distinct impression that she wanted to draw him. Ashley always wanted to draw someone.
"It's been a long time since I've been to a swamp, Kayne Mordrake. But I appreciate the title nonetheless." Smiling faintly, she welcomed him to her table, pretending to complain that she was trying to save that seat for a friend. Kayne was the friend. Obviously. "I missed you a lot." She did, really. But, well, she didn't want him to see her during her worst moments, so she was glad they were meeting now. "I brought you a present. It's... purple, if that's okay. But if it isn't, I could simply change the color with wandless magic..." Ash had been working hard on her anxiety, but it still came up a lot. She was pretty sure he'd like the clothing items she brought... but they were purple. Very much so. All of them. Even the cute little homemade card was purple. She was suddenly concerned about that.
"I like purple a lot, and I may have gone overboard a little," Ashley explained sheepishly. She had also considered bringing purple divination things or purple nail polish, but picked this outfit out instead. "...Sorry." She gave him a tiny smile.
"Well then, it sounds like you haven't had a spot of fun like the days back then in a long time. A jest, obviously..." Slightly.
Kayne would offer the remark in the usual half-joking, half-serious manner that some would have become accustomed to by this point. His hand would be placed on the chair across from Ashley when she'd officially invite him to sit and join in on the festivities. Sliding it outwards, taking some care so that way it wouldn't be done obnoxiously and overly loud, but with enough suave and coolness that it still looked, well...right. "As it would appear, we both brought each other gifts then and please, there's no need to change the color of it. Unless you want to show off of course, but purple is majestic, regal, and intuitive after all, can never go wrong with it. Speaking of, that dress looks absolutely smashing on you, purple is certainly your color." Each word of hers being met and matched by his own in conversation. Once he'd give a good scan at the lavish pieces of clothing that had been presented to him, he'd slide the gift brought for her across the table.
"Judging from the way you're peering at me, and the doodling as per usual; good to see you haven't lost that sense of creating art either by the way, I think you're going to like what I have for you. Consider them new additions to your collection, with a little piece of memory tied to into it." Mordrake's voice would utter. Whenever she would open the large parcel, it would reveal a plethora of different implements for drawing. There were all sorts of good-condition pencils, pens, and even oil-based paints if she was ever in need of those. But the main event was the two sketchbooks that would also be tucked away in there. One of which was custom-made, on its cover would be a drawing of her kingdom, the swamp from back at Hogwarts; and standing along its shore would be the two of them, Kayne and Ash in all their glory. Both past and present. It was clearly more expensive than the run-of-the-mill sketchbook, but it wasn't a world-ending expense to procure such a thing. The other sketchbook in there would be a more plain one, but still of the same quality as the first.
"So, how have you been Ash? Any new and exciting adventures happening within your life recently?"
"Well then, it sounds like you haven't had a spot of fun like the days back then in a long time. A jest, obviously..." Slightly.
Kayne would offer the remark in the usual half-joking, half-serious manner that some would have become accustomed to by this point. His hand would be placed on the chair across from Ashley when she'd officially invite him to sit and join in on the festivities. Sliding it outwards, taking some care so that way it wouldn't be done obnoxiously and overly loud, but with enough suave and coolness that it still looked, well...right. "As it would appear, we both brought each other gifts then and please, there's no need to change the color of it. Unless you want to show off of course, but purple is majestic, regal, and intuitive after all, can never go wrong with it. Speaking of, that dress looks absolutely smashing on you, purple is certainly your color." Each word of hers being met and matched by his own in conversation. Once he'd give a good scan at the lavish pieces of clothing that had been presented to him, he'd slide the gift brought for her across the table.
"Judging from the way you're peering at me, and the doodling as per usual; good to see you haven't lost that sense of creating art either by the way, I think you're going to like what I have for you. Consider them new additions to your collection, with a little piece of memory tied to into it." Mordrake's voice would utter. Whenever she would open the large parcel, it would reveal a plethora of different implements for drawing. There were all sorts of good-condition pencils, pens, and even oil-based paints if she was ever in need of those. But the main event was the two sketchbooks that would also be tucked away in there. One of which was custom-made, on its cover would be a drawing of her kingdom, the swamp from back at Hogwarts; and standing along its shore would be the two of them, Kayne and Ash in all their glory. Both past and present. It was clearly more expensive than the run-of-the-mill sketchbook, but it wasn't a world-ending expense to procure such a thing. The other sketchbook in there would be a more plain one, but still of the same quality as the first.
"So, how have you been Ash? Any new and exciting adventures happening within your life recently?"
"I've had fun... sort of!" Ashley blushed at the teasing, feeling the need to explain herself though she knew it was mostly a joke. In truth, she hadn't been doing many fun things as an adult, but she was starting to rediscover and satisfy her inner child. So she HAD been doing some fun things... "I got to do a Van Gogh print puzzle the other day. And I went to the beach recently. And then I had some really good pasta." So yes, she could have fun, though it wasn't of the sort that she got up to when she was at school. The fun these days was simpler and usually less dangerous.
Ash's eyes sparkled a little when Kayne mentioned the various symbolisms of purple. She agreed exactly! Purple was like royalty, and bruises, and flowers, and other things that were purple. Most of Ash's tattoos were purple. She painted using that color a lot. She was very much relieved that he liked purple too, because she loved giving great gifts and hated giving Bad Gifts. Also, well, he was looking at someone who was decked out in purple, so hating it would have felt like criticism of her. She embodied the idea of purple, you know. "You really think so? Thanks! This dress is my most favorite." Ash melted at the compliment- because of her upbringing, she never expected them, and each compliment felt like a special gift bestowed upon her whether she received one or one million of them that day. "You look pretty good yourself... especially the boots! I like them a lot a lot." When she said she liked something a lot a lot, she always meant it, you know.
Oh, Ash had certainly remained an artist: it was her job now, actually. Professional artist and writer. She smiled at the comment, reaching for the present he'd passed her and peeking inside the wrapping paper. Miss Ashley Fox... let out an audible gasp. "Kayne!" She loved it she loved it she loved it so much that she might actually cry. She didn't even finish opening the gift once she saw the sketchbook with them on it- she just clutched the present to her chest tightly. "I can't believe it. I- You're the best. Probably ever." Did we mention that Ash couldn't handle receiving thoughtful gifts? She couldn't at all. She simply short circuited, then let out several happy sighs as she held onto her present. "This is the best day of my life." Kayne would know that Ash had frequently made such extreme statements at school, but they weren't entirely untrue: the way Ash's mind and mood swings worked, it may very well have felt like the best day of her life at the moment. She set her present in her lap, and NO she would not be letting go of it.
"Um, well..." Ash hesitated. "You've missed a lot. I mean, a lot of bad stuff happened. Family problems, getting dumped a few times, personal problems, et cetera." He may have actually read about some of them in a tabloid or two, but Ash would have been crushed if she knew he'd seen it. "But good things happened too! I became a professional artist and wrote a novel that won two awards. And I worked on myself enough that I've started feeling really happy. Oh, and I've been bonding with my family. I feel better and more at peace than I ever have before, honestly." Here, she offered him a brilliant smile- a new expression for him, as she'd rarely smiled in school. Hopefully he would recognize the change and be proud of her. "What about you? Did you become a divination expert? Fashion critic? Divination expert slash fashion critic?" That last one was a joke, but she was genuinely curious about what he'd been up to.
He couldn't help but smile at the fact that the former Ravenclaw student was at least having some fun after their time at school. It made Kayne remember that while the two of them did share some moments, overall the experience there still was slightly rougher than most. Specifically recalling that incident with the mirror and her brother. Through the smile, he'd say "Oh, that does sound like a really enjoyable time, can never go wrong with a beach trip, good pasta, and good art. All right up your alley as well, it's good to see you're finally getting to start to truly enjoy these things."
It was also good to see in Kayne's eyes that Ash was also getting to finally express herself through the various means one actually could, such as style and body modifications like tattoos. The former had some himself, but none of them were currently visible, most being positioned along his upper forearms and legs. "But of course, dearie." The words would start to spring forth, before continuing onwards "And why thank you, I'm honored to be praised with such a high compliment considering it's coming from a Queen such as yourself. These old things are simply some vintage Doc Marten's I got at a thrift store. Went on holiday there last summer, you really should have been there, it was oh so-" Clear pause for dramatic effect "Divine."
He'd casually lean back in the chair and watched as his friend joyfully opened the present he gave; another sight for sore eyes that she was beyond ecstatic to have it. "I'll put them on your tab." The remark came out, being sheer and fun banter alone. There would extra emphasis on this as he'd then also add "In all seriousness, don't mention it. And also just know that moment can be shared as I'm more than thrilled to be getting to add these to my wardrobe now." These obviously referring to the gorgeous purple pieces of clothing. While he didn't wear the color often, this would certainly give him an excuse to start wearing it more.
Kayne would then listen to the Queen of the Swamp go through what's happened in her life in these past few years. Most were extremely relatable. Especially both the part about there being equally good and bad things which had occurred. "I say, if men keep dumping us and we're both still single at 25; we get married for the tax benefits." Another witty retort to start things off. "Sorry to hear about some of that though. On the other side of that coin, congrats! Those are marvelous things to occur indeed. Here's to many more awards that you're assuredly destined to win in the future. As for myself, I have stuck around with both those; but unfortunately not as deep as you're saying. Currently publishing a small blog for fashion, no awards though..." He'd let out a small exasperated and exaggerated sigh. "...yet at least. Divination on the other hand, I've been practicing enough to hopefully go back to Hogwarts as a Divination Professor one day. I've helped some locals back home with it on occasion as well, but nothing like helping the Ministry with cases or prophecies and such. There's also been some downs, particularly within the love and family life." Kayne would give a simple shrug to his own last sentence. "As the French say, c'est la vie."
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