FINISHED Cold Night, Warm Quills PV Aaron J.

@Aaron Jones

Breana's face showed her undivided attention towards her newfound acquaintance as Aaron continued to explain how he and his twin survived their daring prank. She might make a mental note of talking to him if ever she'd want to do something just as mischievous. She covered her mouth with both of her hands, almost squealing in excitement as Aaron told her the almost run-in with the principal. The little girl grinned from ear to ear, thinking that the story sounded like something from an old sitcom. "That must've been one close call, but hey! You guys pulled it off well, and you got a good grade outta it." She laughed. Breana glanced down at the letter she's writing, a bit proud that she got a paragraph out for it.

She giggled as Aaron chimed up about his forte class, which is flying. "I haven't tried going through flying, I think." She looked up, thinking for a moment. All she can remember is the flying professor and her... interesting choice in clothing. Maybe Breana could try to go to the courtyards during her free time for some flying practice? As Aaron dumb down how well he is with controlling the broom, Breana playfully nudged him with her elbow. "I guess I can call ya the master of one, huh?" She giggled.

She nodded as Aaron left to get the owls. She looked down at her letter, adding about how much she missed them and also about how she's doing with settling into Hogwarts. Breana then double-checked the letter, making sure if there's any spelling mistakes or missing words she'd have to fix. Smiling at the final version of the letter, Breana folded it neatly and stuffed it carefully in the envelope she tucked in her robe. Just as she sealed the envelope, she looked over as she heard a thud. It was Aaron, coming back with two owls and a striking entrance to boot. Breana laughed and clapped at his little performance. "Bravo, encore!!" She joked.

She stood up, cautiously approaching the jet black owl. Breana couldn't tell if it looked grumpy because Aaron woke it up, or if it just has a resting grumpy face. Still, the owl's here for a job, it wouldn't hurt her... right? "Erhm... heyyyy buddy..." She said nervously. The owl stretched its wings, which made Breana jump a bit. She exhaled, letting herself be calm before tying up the letter to the owl. She smiled and waved goodbye, letting the two owls take off with the letters.

"So!" She clapped her hands together. "I dunno about you, but I'm feelin' a bit peckish." Breana smiled. She looked up as a familiar ding echoed through the walls. "Gah! Come on, let's head to the Great Hall! Lunch time is almost over!!" She panicked, already shuffling up her stuff and haphazardly stuffing it in her robe as she ran off to the exit.

Breana has exited the thread.