Closed An inky mess open

I was going to a quiet area to study(or to read? I still can't figure it out), and I had heard of a place where you could do exactly that. The study room, it was called. Quite an unimaginative title, but what else are you gonna call it when there's nothing to do but boring old studying? I really didn't like studying anyway, but I knew that if I didn't, people would know since I don't have an excellent memory. As to be expected, I got lost. This was absolutely typical. I didn't even know where the study room was. I was previously on the first floor, but now I had gone higher. Didn't know how high, though. So, I started opening random doors to see if I could get any clues. Nothing important, except for the abandoned toilets. Then, I opened one door and saw someone, a girl who looked to be a first-year like I was, trying to clean up a sopping mess of ink. I bit my lip and said, "Let me help with that," then I took a handkerchief out of my pocket and started working on the mess of ink. Before long, the handkerchief was soaked almost all the way through. Around me, pens always seemed to burst with ink, one way or another, so I wasn't a stranger to ink spills.

Interacting with: @Lexie Sereno

With straight red hair, pale skin peppered with freckles and dark green eyes, the girl who had come in was very pretty. She seemed about Lexie's age, and she accepted her help immediately. Lexie watched closely as the girl took out a handkerchief and soaked nearly all of the ink. Letting out a sigh of relief to see that the ink didn't stain the wooden table, Lexie ran her hand through her hair and smiled. "Thanks! Would you like to sit down? I'll try not to spill anymore ink." She chuckled, and looked down, cringing when she saw the bottom of her sweater was now a shade of dark blue. Even with the girl's super absorbent handkerchief, Lexie doubted it would come out, so she moved on and looked back at the girl.

Lexie thought she recognized the girl from her Charms class, she thought she sat behind her. She wanted to thank for cleaning up her mess with a gift, so she dug through her back and found an unopened chocolate frog she had. "Here, a token of my appreciation." Lexie placed it on the table, and waited for her to take if, before realizing she hadn't introduced herself. "Oh, I'm Lexie. What's your name?"

Word Count: 208 | Interacting w/@Aurora Griffith | Text color: #4d8451

As soon as I finished mopping up the inky mess, the girl offered for me to sit down, so I did. I smiled at the girl and noticed that her sweater was stained with ink. "You might need to wash that sweater. The ink will be hard to get out, but I'm sure it's fine." I said, though I felt like cringing a little at that last part. Then the girl looked into her bag and fished out a chocolate frog. I had seen these in Honeyduke's! The girl offered it as a token of appreciation, she said. I smiled, took the frog, and pocketed it. "Thank you!" I said. "You didn't need to do that, but thank you so much!" I was about to ask her what her name was since I was tired of not knowing what to properly call a person, but the girl beat me to it. Turns out, her name was Lexie. "I'm Aurora! Nice to meet you, Lexie! You can call me Ro, by the way." I told her, smiling. And then, against my will, I asked, "What house are you in, Lexie? I'm in Hufflepuff." I felt like I had eaten something bad. Oh gosh Ro, did you really say that aloud? Oh well. It was out there, anyway. I waited for Lexie's answer, a little nervous.

Interacting with: @Lexie Sereno
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