6 Jan 2025, 19:14
Are You Sure You Can Eat More Than Me?
MENTION ┊ @Prat Pass
ENGLISH ┊ "words"
THOUGHTS ┊ "words"
It was finally meal time, Wren's favorite part of the day. She grabs a unused plate and piles it high with her favorite foods and then sits down in a free spot at the Gryffindor table. She eagerly dives into eating her plate. She eagerly stuffs her face with sourdough bread. Her cheeks inflating like a chipmunk would. She looks up and sees a boy staring at her from the Slytherin table also stuffing his face. She narrows her eyes at him as she continues to shovel food into her mouth. She somehow felt threatened by the way the boy was looking at her like she need she somehow needed to prove herself to him.
She crams more food into her mouth and the boy speeds up his eating. Which in turn makes Wren speed up. She nearly chokes on her food but she is determined to win this silent unspoken battle. Crumbs pour onto Wrens lap as she eats as quickly as possible. She sees that the boy has made more of a dent in his food then she has. She quickly takes a sip of her drink and swishes it around in her mouth before swallowing. The purpose of this being to wet her mouth enough so the food slides down more easily. She then returns to the food on her plate never breaking eye contact with the Slytherin boy.
It's good to stir up a little trouble in the family!
7 Jan 2025, 22:28
Are You Sure You Can Eat More Than Me?
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@Wren Mornstern
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AEIOUSA𝕭rat couldn't help but observe the peculiar spectacle unfolding before him. There she was, a Gryffindor girl, with her cheeks which appeared like a squirrel's. He felt amusement looking at her as she practically inhaled her food. Clearly, she had thought the two of them to be in some sort of contest. An unspoken challenge that materialized out of thin air. He took a bite of his own food savoring the flavor with as much speed as he could while he chewed deliberately, his gaze never leaving hers. He wasn't about to let this Gryffindork outdo him, not when it came to eating of all things. But he would do it with the poise and dignity, unlike her. His movements remained refined. A stark contrast to Wren's frantic feeding frenzy. The corners of his mouth twitched into a smug smile as he watched her struggling to keep up.
As their competition grew more intense, Prat found himself increasingly entertained by Wren's lack of self-control. He couldn't resist the urge to taunt her. He held up a chicken wing and spoke in a voice that carried enough strength to to be heard over the business of the great hall. "Did your parents not teach you manners, little one?" he quipped, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
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| Prat Pass - Slytherin | |
Sta: 7 | Eva: 10 | Str: 6 | Wis: 7 | Arc: 7 | Acc: 13 |
Sta: 9 | Eva: 15 | Str: 0 | Wis: 7 | Arc: 5 | Acc: 15 |