Happy Birthday! Finished

Interacting with @Mildred Wilson
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It had been a rough week to say the least. She lost someone she considered her best friend, someone that she would never lose and lost him within just over a month of knowing him. Since the previous night she could barely stop crying, but she wanted to show up for one of her friend's birthdays. She knew of a few others she definitely wouldn't get along with besides Flash but today was not about her qualms with others. They weren't that close yet, but birthdays were to be celebrated. An incredibly joyous gathering of friends, she wasn't going to let her issues cloud this day it would be selfish of her to do that.

She walked in with a tin of cookies and a wrapped up gift in the shape of a rectangle. It was wrapped in parchment, and tied up with twine. She didn't have wrapping supplies really, and felt that maybe Opeila would see it as a double gift of some extra parchment. Inside the wrapping was a painting that Willow had done of Mildred, herself, and Opeila at the ice cream shop. She really didn't know what she liked, but figured a painting of a happy memory was always a joyous gift.

She was wearing blue floral shorts, a yellow collared shirt that was tucked in, and blue and yellow sneakers. Her hair was neatly brushed and wavy for the occasion, with a blue beret with pink flowers on it balanced almost impossibly on her head. On her back she had a mini pink backpack, with who knows what in it.

She quickly spotted Mildred sitting at one of the tables, as she was the only one in the room and jogged up to her, wrapping her in a hug. She needed a hug right now, even if Mildred didn't know why. "Thank you for doing this for Opeila! I'm sure she'll love it." She stepped back and looked at the room, she was definitely underwhelmed but she was sure Mildred did her best under the circumstances she was in. She noticed the signs and distributed her contributions to the appropriate tables. "I brought some cookies, I know it's another sweet item but I don't have access to the kitchen." She shrugged, "You can never have too much dessert!"

She went to the box of decorations, seeing it was still pretty full of decorating supplies. "If you want help to decorate more... I could add a couple things." Her artistic mind was already in full gear, and she pulled out some ribbon streamers. "What if we tied these around the back of the chairs? Or we could tape them to the tables on the side. I do have tape in my bag, I know sometimes decorating people forget tape." She smiled towards Mildred, placing her bag down at her appropriate table and going to work.

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It was a little surprising to see an invite waiting for to a birthday party of Opeila, a girl Tyranni had remembered was from her house. She really hadn't interacted with the girl much before, aside from remembering her defending that one girl who got tea dumped on her at the Tea Party, and remembering that shew as present in the Slytherin Common Room the night of the spider attack. But nevertheless, it was probably best she make some friends. At the very least she could start getting to know other students, and determine who to avoid.

She arrived to the Rehearsal Room where the invite directed her to find three Hufflepuff students already present and decorating the room. Two she remembered from the corridor cleaning errand. The other she had not seen before. Best to keep an eye on him until I can figure out more about him, she thought. Thankfully, she was pretty good at reading people's personalities. Call it a gut feeling. But it hadn't often failed her. Not really knowing the girl much prior to the party, figured out a gift to bring was difficult. Settling on an aura quartz necklace, she packaged it in a pretty little box decorated with ribbon. She set the box down where a few other gifts had been placed.

She had no clue what else they needed completed still, but seeing as they were busy, she just took charge. It looked like one of the girls had brought paper. Hopefully she didn't mind her taking some and writing out the names of everyone invited, and placing them on each table as place cards. Mildred had said in the invite that she was assigning spots, and luckily Tyr had remember to bring the invite with her. She grabbed some paper, pens, a scissor and went to work.

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It was still early in the day, Mildred assumed that many of the guests were still on their way here. to help past time Mildred thought of things to do, she could start decorating again although arts and crafts were never her strongest suit- she thought back onto the card she made for Griseldis, the Griffendor prefect during the errand for National Women's day, cringing at the mess of a card she made. She should definitely hold back on decorating until help arrived, what else could she do though? Games? should she have brought something for the guests to play with- crap she didn't even think about that.

This would be her first time ever hosting an event of this sort. Mildred hoped that Opeila will have a good time, although she couldn't help shake off this feeling she felt like, she forgot to do something important. Still, she supposed it shouldn't have been too important. While she tried to remember what she forgot, she heard the sound of someone entering, Mildred glanced up to see who it was and was pleasantly shocked when it was Willow. Mildred was glad that her Hufflepuff friend was the first to arrive as well, she knew that Willow was extremely talented when it came to arts and crafts, she knew that willow would help with the bare room.

Mildred was about to say Hello to her when suddenly willow ran and hugged her, she was slightly confused although- she went with it and hugged Willow back. Afterward, Mildred smiled and said, "What was that for?" she looked up at willow and noticed something was off- her eyes seemed red and puffy, confused Mildred hugged Willow again and gently asked her, "Willow? Is everything alright?"

Willow thanked her, although she knew that she deserved no praise. Mildred was thankful to everyone who came as well she knew she couldn't do this alone, all she did was send out invites and a few basics- if anything she should be thanking the attendees. "No! Thank you for attending Willow! I'm sure Opeila will be happy that you came" she watched Willow put down gifts and even some cookies, which was most definitely appreciated. Once the real party got started, Mildred decided that she would probably be eating some snacks and let everyone do their own things.

Mildred became even more thankful for Willow once she suggested tying ribbon streamers to the back or side of the tables, which was absolutely brilliant. she smiled, "That's such a great idea! thank you so much willow" She paused, looking at the tables deciding where the ribbon streamers would look best, " I think they would look great on the sides of the tables although feel free to do whatever you wish! and use any supplies in the box"

Mildred decided she should help Willow when another guest arrived, Mildred turned around to see who it was and appeared to be a Hufflepuff boy she didn't know, although she has definitely seen him around before.. at the library she thought. He introduced himself, and she walked over to where he was and smiled, "It's very nice to meet you, Sean, I can't help but feel like I've seen you before." Mildred watched him place down his own gift and was pleased that people brought items. she became even more thankful for him once he asked if he could help decorate the room, "Yes, please! I didn't realize that I would need this much help-" she laughed nervously, "super sorry for that- Feel free to check the box of supplies over there and make anything you want, or help Willow if you want!" Mildred pointed to where willow was.

Okay now, she would go and help willow- when suddenly another guest had arrived. Mildred looked and smiled, it was tyr- Someone she met at an errand in the past, while she didn't know her, she was good company to be around in the errand. She quickly greeted her, "Hey Tyr was it? thank you so much for coming, I hope your hand is doing better!" Mildred watched as she placed her own gift down and apparently got into work straight away, which was admirable. she'd have to thank her later- once the party was over.


Okay, she would go help willow now- she walked towards Willow when suddenly another guest had arrived. She smiled at the thought of people arriving, she greeted him back, "Hey! thank you so much for coming" she watched and was once again grateful that he had brought a gift- when he had asked if there was anything he could help with

"Oh! thank you- You can-" crap. while Mildred was thinking on what he could do- she realized what she had forgotten, she forgot to send Opeila the owl in which would direct her to come here, if she didn't do that then the whole party would be in ruins. "Sorry about that- If you could do be a big favor and help Willow?" She pointed to where willow was, "I was going to help her- but I realized I forgot to do something important if you could help her please that would be great!" Leaving it at that, Mildred went in search of a card to quickly write something for Opeila.

Willow was a nice person and should appreciate the help, Mildred pulled out a short piece of paper and decided that if she straight up asked Opeila to come to the room, she might realize something was up. So- she decided to write something to bait Opeila here, she wrote " Dear Opeila, I know what you did! I can't believe you, Meet me in the rehearsal room to talk!" She did feel quite guilty for this, however- she wanted Opeila to come and didn't want her to be suspicious of the party, she quickly left to owl this and came back.

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Willow seemed to melt into Mildred's second hug. She needed it from last night. Mildred had already been asleep by the time she got back into the dorm the night before so she hadn't had a chance to talk to her about what happened. That would be for another time, she didn't want to make today about her. When they finally pulled out of the hug she took a deep breath, "I'll be fine. I'll talk to about it tonight I promise. But right now we should focus on Opeila." She appreciated Mildred's concern, she felt like she could trust her but she was still hesitant. She trusted Flash but that all went wrong, so who could she trust?

She straightened herself back out, trying not to cry again. She wouldn't shed anymore tears over this, he didn't deserve them. That would be a sign of him winning, and she couldn't let him win his game. As she started decorating she saw a few people come in but she couldn't focus on saying her hello's yet. She needed to focus on pulling herself together and put her energy into making this a decent party for Opeila. She recognized Tyr at least, which made her happy that should would have someone to talk to besides the ones that she dreaded.

Of course as soon as that thought popped up she heard a chillingly familiar voice. Ruka was here. She sighed, and continued to work on the current table taping the streamers and draping them nicely. Her heart dropped when Mildred had Ruka work with her. Her mind pleaded, hoping that Mildred would hear her. 'Mildred please don't leave, please don't leave... and she was gone. Great.' She forced a small smile onto her face and turned to greet Ruka. "Hey, I'm just... taping streamers to the table but there's only... one roll. So if you want to tape it and I'll drape it that'd be... good I guess." Her voice came out forced, trying to seem friendly and like everything was ok, but it wasn't.

He had been right about Flash all along, and if Ruka looked there would be a significant lack of friendship bracelet on her wrist. She hoped he wouldn't. Should she apologize? She felt like she should. This time her voice was softer, quieter too so the others couldn't hear. "As much as I hate to say it, you were right. So I'm sorry for the punch. I shouldn't have done it. I know you probably won't forgive me and that's fair. But, the family picture is shattered on the floor just like you predicted. So... yeah." As she talked to him she refused to make eye contact, she knew if she did she would probably end up crying again and she was so tired of crying.

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Maybe she shouldn't have come today. She obviously wasn't ready to face Flash, or Ruka, or even her roommate Mildred. She was more fragile than she realized right now, she thought she could be strong and put up with this but she had a feeling her defenses were not only low, but nonexistent. She laughed bitterly as he mentioned the bracelet being gone, it sounded unnatural coming out of a pastel dressed hufflepuff. An astute observation. "Yes, thank you for reminding me of it's absence Ruka. He has it now, what he does with it I don't care."

She paused for a moment as Ruka apologized. For what, she didn't know. Maybe the loss, maybe the fact that she went through this in the first place. But the apology came too late, it was all too late to go back. She thought for a moment that maybe her and Ruka could be friends now, but the thought quickly dissipated. She didn't need more betrayals lined up. "You could've been nicer about it too, we both could've. We obviously saw a different type of Flash. But I see it now. Better late than never I guess." Her voice was flat, as her hands kept methodically draping. This is what she needed to focus on. She didn't need to think about him, especially since she still didn't know what his endgame was with her and it was throwing her off even more.

She didn't think he deserved the hit, not when he was warning her. She didn't even want to hit him, in that moment she thought she was in immediate danger when she wasn't. Her stupid flashbacks always corrupted her mind, making her forget that she wasn't home anymore. Ruka obviously wasn't the bad guy here, but maybe there was no bad and good anymore. None of this made sense. She felt like both of them were in the wrong, but there had to be someone good in the situation. She couldn't find them. There was no more good, at least not to her.

How was she holding up? She hadn't stopped crying since last night, she couldn't call her parents, she couldn't go home, she couldn't talk to Flash, she couldn't talk to Mildred, her head was pounding from all the crying. Yet she was here. Why am I even here. She slowly shook her head. Fighting back the tears that threatened to burst like a fountain that would never stop. She placed the streamers on the table and braced herself on one of the chairs, white knuckling the top of it. Trying to keep a hold of something physical, since there was nothing left to hold onto emotionally. She didn't want to ruin Opeila's birthday, she couldn't. She didn't deserve to have this happen now.

Slowly her grip released, her regular breathing came back, and she stood back up. Her hands were shaking, but that was easy enough to make excuses for. She realized she still hadn't answered Ruka still, but she didn't know how. She wasn't okay but what was he going to do? She couldn't lie and say she was okay. She didn't know what to say, how to react. Her carefree view was gone. She decided not to answer at all. "We still have a couple tables to do we should hurry up." She quickly wiped her face of the couple of stray tears that leaked out from the dam she had built, hoping Ruka hadn't noticed before grabbing the streamers and moving on to the next table.