a sudden surprise &. paper cut OPEN Locked

Thought | Said

Study room is a perfect place for Zach. It's quiet and everybody seemed focused only on their own business. He took out his quill and ink, and some papers from his bag and put them on the table. He wanted to write a letter for his mom, a response letter. There was not much things he wrote in the letter. He just mentioned that he's fine, how he handled the classes, how the teacher was and how his classmates was, even though he still did not have a close friend.

"I think it is enough," said Zach to himself. He put the letter in the envelope and then left his seat. When he wanted to walk toward the door, he saw a girl with a dark brown hair with the curly lock not far from his standing position. She cleaned her table and a paper fell off. She read it for a while then continued to read the book in front of her. When she turned the page, she seemed shocked. "Did she get a paper cut?" Zach was concerned about the girl. Then he saw the girl fell on the floor, seemed more hurt. He discouraged to send the letter and decided to walk towards her.

"Are you okay? You seemed hurt. I saw you hurt your finger and then I don't know what's going on but you fell on the floor. Let me help you get up first," Zach stretched out his hand to her. "If you don't mind." Then he took something from his bag. "Do you bring some bandage? If you don't, you can use mine." Zach handed the adhesive bandage to the girl.

Cicely woods | English |Mandarin

The sound of someone’s voice made cicely raise her head. Standing before her, was a boy, most likely a first year, with dark hair and kind eyes. She blinked, sitting up. He offered a hand and she held it, getting up. She looked down, brushing her robes before smiling. “Thank you.” she replied, giving a quick bow. She took the bandage, wrapping it around her bleeding finger. “Thank you, again.” suddenly it dawned to her that maybe he thought that she was a drama queen.

“Erm..” she mumbled. “I only fell down to the floor because I accidentally banged my knee to the table.” she explained, pointing to the table. “Erm.. she looked up. She never seen him around before.
“I’m cicely. Cicely woods.” she started, thrusting a hand out for him to shake. “Nice to meet you.” she smiled. “And you must be..?” she asked. Anyways, he seemed pretty nice. They could potentially become friends in the future. Maybe? She didn’t know.

Cicely looked around the library. It was pretty dark now. She’d have to get back soon. She also had a fun time roasting magical me. It was totally awesome. She wondered what was going be fore dinner today. Maybe some chicken?

interacting with:@Zach Zaphiere

Thought | Said

"I'm Zach Zaphiere. You can call me Zach. Nice to meet you too," Zach smiled while responding the handshake. "Is your knee okay? It is really hurt when our knee hit a table." Zach lowered his voice while said, "My shinbone had hit many table legs before. But the pain is doubled when the little toe hit them," and nodding his head a little. "I wish we learn one or two healing spell, in case we hurt ourselves. At least for the first aid. For the convenient." Zach looked up at the ceiling for a second, "But maybe it is so complex even for the first aid so it didn't suit the first year students." Zach realized something, "Do I talk too much? I'm sorry. Sometimes I just blurt out some thoughts from my head."

Zach took a glance at the table in front of him and saw Hogwarts : A History, letters, ink pen, and flashcards on it. "You have many things on the table. You seemed have many business here." Then Zach looked at the outside through the window. The sky had changed it's color from blue to a little bit orange. It was started to dark. "But I think we have to go back and get ready for dinner because it's starting to dark outside." Zach offered,"I can help you tidy up your stuffs so we can get out quicker, if you want," said Zach, offered to help.

Interacting With: @Cicely Woods

English | Mandarin

As the boy introduced himself, Cicelt tilted her head, listening to him ramble on. She gave a small smile. “Well nice to meet you, Zach.” she said, giving a soft laugh. Then he talked about banging his shins. She winced as she listened, imagining the pain that would explode in your shin. “Ouch..” she muttered, commenting on his words. Then he talked about healing spells. She threw her head back and groaned. “Euuughhhh.. tell me about it!” she sighed. “Why can’t they teach us one once we get here? It would have saved plenty of bruises and cuts.”

Then he stopped, giving a sheepish grin and apologising. She giggled a bit, before shaking her head. “No, it’s alright! It’s quite interesting really!” she replied before pausing. “In a good way.” she added. Her eyes travelled towards her desk as he pointed out about the many things.

“Oh, is it a bit messy? I tend to kinda.. mess things up than organise them…” she chuckled a bit. She has been studying hard, until her mother’s letter was noticed. A small stab of guilt churned in her stomach. She didn’t reply to her mother. Her mother would have expected her to. Maybe she’d go to the owlery tonight. She looked up to the window. It was getting dark and the sun’s small peak was fading already. She agreed.

As he offered to help, her eyes widened. ”really? No no, it’s alright! I’ll just come back here and clean it myself.” she said, shaking her head. “Shall we go?” she asked, gesturing to the door.

Interacting with: @Zach Zaphiere | OOC notes: would you like to continue the interaction at the great hall or leave it like this?

Thought | Said

"Nah. It's not that messy," Zach shook his head then chuckled. "I also mess my table when studying or writing letters. Mom always nags me when she saw my tablez" said Zach while he played with his foot, making a random pattern on the ground. Zach remembered how his mom was nagging him back then, before he went to Hogwarts. "I miss her," he blurted out. "I mean my mom. I miss my mom nagging me to clean my table," he looked surprised. "It happened again," Zach smiled awkwardly. He did not expect that he would missing his home once he went to Hogwarts. Yes. He's homesick.

Zach just nodded as she replied to his offer. "Oh, okay then. Just," he lowered his voice, "be careful. A naughty ghost sometimes appears randomly and," he stopped for a second, "doing something horrible." He smiled awkwardly, "Really horrible. He's just my least favorite ghost." Having this ghost in his memory made him shudder. For him, the ghost was just like any typical naughty boy in every school. Then Cicely asked if they could go to the Great Hall. "Yeah. Let's go." For e few steps before reaching the door, Zach said, "I wish there are milky pudding or ice cream. I have craved them since yesterday."

Interacting with: @Cicely Woods | OOC notes: I'd love too. Let's continue the interaction at the great hall!
Edited: Zach have left the thread and continue it in the Great Hall

English | Mandarin

Cicely looked at her messy desk, as if studying it with a blink before wondering what Zach’s desk would have looked like. Paper scrunched up in the end? A study lamp? Mountains of books? Zach began telling her about how his mom nags him.

A small sigh escaped her mouth. At home, she was ver6 different to herself in Hogwarts. Whenever her mother came into the room, it was spotless, nothing to criticise about her room, neat and tidy. The bed was made, not a single sock peeking out from under the bed, the desk spotless. If she was lucky, her mother would not pay any attention to the room. But if she was unlucky, then her mother would yell at her to clean her room and how messy it was. Cicely clenched her fists, thinking about it.

Then Zach blurted out that he missed his mother. He sounded really.. scared and anxious. Cicely felt a wave of sympathy escape her and she gave a small smile. She reached up, and gave him a head tousle. “I know how you feel.” she said, closing her eyes. “Do you want to talk about it?” she offered, opening her eyes. “Or a hug or something? Do you want some chocolate?” It was clear Cicely was rubbish at making people feel better.

He replied to her offer, shuddering. She gave a small chuckle. “Don’t worry. Not like he’s even interested in us.” she laughed. Then he spoke about pudding. “Don’t worry, when we’re finished with this year or something, we can go down there and make our own meals!” she smiled. “I can show you how to make my famous soup I make at home!”

Interacting with: @Zach Zaphiere | OOC notes: just going to finish this thread !!