5 Nov 2019, 03:20
Brunch Buds
Dated for : Saturday; November 2nd 2019 - Midday
Interacting with @Serena Davies :: Open but Please let her post a reply first!
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Lark had taken it easy that morning... Saturday thankfully.. even if she did have quite a bit of homework to do, after the events of the Ball everything seemed to be jumbled around in her brain. That certainly was not how she had expected her first formal function of any kind to go. Taking advantage of the quiet dorms, Lark had gotten dressed at a slow pace. Her muscles still ached and chest felt tight from all of the smoke the fire had caused.
It seemed as if she hadn't been the only one sluggish either.. the Great Hall looked a bit empty by the time Lark had gotten down to the Ravenclaw table. Tucking in her skirts, Lark sat herself down at the farther end of the table away from a group of older students, still gossiping about the Ball. She wasn't sure she wanted to really hear any of it after having survived it. Grabbing at a bowl and pouring herself some cereal, Lark glanced around the table looking for anyone familiar.
"They all must be asleep still.. I didn't even see James, Elz or anyone in the Common Room." Letting out a long sigh, she pulled her silvery hair to one side and closed the box of PixiePuffs. Sliding the milk over and lazily pouring herself some, Lark let out a yawn. She wondered how Dale was fairing after the other night. A smile spread across her face as she drew an image of the boy in her mind.
"Crap!" Lark jumped as she felt something spill onto her legs. Setting the pitcher of milk down the girl groaned realizing she had poured waaaay too much milk into her bowl and it had run over onto the table and well.. now her lap. Hurriedly grabbing at a couple of cloth napkins she tossed them onto her lap and patted at the table. What a way to start the day!
Dabbing at the last of the liquid on the table and fanning off her black leggings, Lark set down the used napkins on the table making note to apologize to the house elves later on. She leaned forward and tried to sip at the milk threatening to spill over once more onto the table, her eyes darting down to the group of gossiping students hoping they hadn't paid any attention to her mishap. Fewf, no judgmental stares from the lot of them.
Having saved herself from any further embarrassment, Lark pulled a plate over and began to set some toast aside as well. Her stomach gurgled at the promise of more food. She had foregone dinner the night before and chose instead of go to bed as soon as she was able after her last class of the day. Speaking of... She needed to get a hold of Serena and see if they could work together on their Herbology homework, maybe even copy down some notes. Lark had been a little too fond of the Professor's eyes rather than her in class assignment and spaced out half of the time. Turning around in her seat to look towards the Hufflepuff table she scanned the stream of yellow for Serena's familiar dark locks.
"Maybe she isn't up yet either." Lark bit at her lower lip. Something Serena had mentioned at the ball was still nagging at the back of her mind. She had brought up boys... and telling the truth about feelings. Lark wondered if it had been due to a personal run in herself with boys, crushes and all the things Lark was just barely beginning to experience. Not only did she want to pick her friend's brain but also check in, make sure she was okay and see what she had meant by that.
Shoving a spoonful of sugary puffy goodness, Lark's eyes fell to the doors to the Great Hall hoping she would catch her friend entering so she could go sit with her. She wasn't sure if it was customary to go to another house's table but Lark wanted to talk to the girl.
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11 Dec 2019, 14:43
Brunch Buds
Serena rushed out of the hufflepuff common room, she was wearing one of her favorite outfits: just a simple, black shirt, a small, black skirt that her mother would kill her for wearing if it weren't for the black leggings she was wearing under it, and then of course her jacket with a hoodie. She didn't even have enough time to fix her hair before she left the common room, so her hair was in a bed time mess.
She thought to herself, "Crap a slept in again! This can't be healthy..I should always be getting up early.." Ever since the ball she had been staying up late with night terrors and waking up later then she normally would.
She quickly walked to the Great Hall, knowing breakfast was already going to be on the tables. She walked in and turned to try to move to her table, but she bumped into another student that was a couple of years older then her, making her fall back. "Fudge..I'm sorry.." she said to the boy quickly, hoping he wouldn't be too mad at her for what she did. The boy just ignored her and walked away, which to Serena was better then getting yelled at.
She got up, her hair in front of her face, but she didn't mind, to her that just meant if someone was watching her she wouldn't know. She parted some of her hair at the bottom so she could see where she was walking, but what Serena wasn't thinking about was which table was actually the Hufflepuff table. So as she was walking, instead of going towards the Hufflepuff table, she was slowly making her way to the Ravenclaw table.
She thought to herself, "Crap a slept in again! This can't be healthy..I should always be getting up early.." Ever since the ball she had been staying up late with night terrors and waking up later then she normally would.
She quickly walked to the Great Hall, knowing breakfast was already going to be on the tables. She walked in and turned to try to move to her table, but she bumped into another student that was a couple of years older then her, making her fall back. "Fudge..I'm sorry.." she said to the boy quickly, hoping he wouldn't be too mad at her for what she did. The boy just ignored her and walked away, which to Serena was better then getting yelled at.
She got up, her hair in front of her face, but she didn't mind, to her that just meant if someone was watching her she wouldn't know. She parted some of her hair at the bottom so she could see where she was walking, but what Serena wasn't thinking about was which table was actually the Hufflepuff table. So as she was walking, instead of going towards the Hufflepuff table, she was slowly making her way to the Ravenclaw table.