Eggs and Egos
September 10th 2025
Dialogue
English: #e22400
Spanish: #fdc700
I trundled into the great hall rubbing my eyes. The first full week was over and the new classes were proving to be hard work. I had hoped Muggle Studies would be easier for me since I grew up in the muggle world but it was still difficult to listen to the long lectures. Transfiguration was "lovely" as always. After this year, there'll be no more classes added. It's a long slog with the same classes until graduation. The amount of homework was even more than last. It must've taken a toll on me as I nearly bumped into someone going the other way.
I made my way to the Gryffindor table and crashed down on an empty seat.
"Good Morning" I said curtly. It wasn't aimed at anyone per say. It's more like a formality. You say that to make your presence known to others. I grabbed a bit of eggs, some potatoes and a piece of toast. The food here was great as always. I ate my food in silence, not really wanting to socialize much. The Great Hall on the other hand was bustling with chatter. I don't understand how people can be this cheerful and loud in the morning. The boy sitting beside me was really quite chatty. Honestly, it's got to a point of being a bit annoying. I'll just deal with it. I mean everyone's allowed to chat and talk.WC: 236/200 Tags:@Sebastian Drake
Eggs and Egos
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・❥・  ・❥・•Veela Allure in Effect• —date. [ 10/09/25 ]———event. [Meeting someone new]——————------------------------ Sebastian had had a great summer. He’d gotten into a new relationship, spent most of his days lounging on the beach, and had his fair share of family drama. His dad had gotten a new girlfriend. Again. Blonde as the rest of them, but at least five years younger. His old man was setting new records by the day! Compared to everyone else who had that back-to-school depression, he was in a good mood and eager to share. As always. Straddling the bench by the breakfast table, Sebastian was currently chatting with some random that happened to be sitting beside him. Well, in front of him, now. Since oversharing was his middle name, he didn’t have any reservations to fill them in on how his recent days had been. Including gossip, and whatever popped into mind in that moment. The conversation mostly sounded like, “And he was like…” and “then I was like...” mixed with, “like WTF? Right?!”. More intelligent words had never been spoken. After that intense conversation about nothing of importance, the veela reached for a glass of pumpkin juice, downing all of it’s content like he’d just ran a mile. Obviously, Sebastian wouldn’t be caught running anywhere. His cardio had been shit in his first year, and nothing had changed in that regard, this year. You thought kissing would have helped! It had not. Someone plopped down beside him with a good morning. Interpreting that literally - and because he wasn’t that good at reading the room (unless it benefit him) - Sebastian turned towards the boy who probably wanted nothing to do with him. “Perfect timing. I was just about to tell this absolutely life-changing story. I went to this tarot booth at the summer camp — you know, for fun — and the woman told me I’m getting happily married in a few years.” He gave the boy hunched over his eggs a secretive, obviously excited out of his mind look. "I haven’t told Eldred yet—he’s probably planning the proposal as we speak.” Sure, they were only second years, but Sebastian was already picturing the flowers, the music, the dramatic gasp he’d give before saying yes. And unfortunately for this stranger, he had to listen to all of it. note.[.... dead] tag. [@Alejandro Garcia ]—( codes by uly. )— | ———— |
Matisse Montfort | Beauxbatons
Eggs and Egos
September 10th 2025
Dialogue
English: #e22400
Spanish: #fdc700
I daydreamed as I ate my eggs and potatoes. My eyes fluttered. The kids around me kept on talking. For some reason the voices were getting louder and louder. Something about proposals and marriage. Was a professor sitting at our table? I glanced up and saw all the professors sitting in their regular seats. What the hell?! The voice was right next to my ear now. I turn and come face to face with quite a handsome boy I must say. He looked about my age, maybe even younger. Surely he wasn't the one talking. He's way too young. Then again there was no one else around talking specifically to me.
"Umm, you talking to me?" I asked the boy talking animatedly.
I guess he thought that it was ok to just talk and everyone would listen. It's a Wednesday morning. Most people are still trying to wake up from their sleep. He gave off a quite a familiar tone of kids that were narcissistic and rich.
"If you were, could you repeat that? I didn't quite catch it." I said to the boy calmly, trying to be polite. I didn't like the tone of this boy. The fact that he was talking to me in the morning just made it more annoying.WC: 213/200 Tags:@Sebastian Drake