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Who: Caroline Spungen and Queenie Gibbon
What: Hanging around the common room.
When: Thursday, January 22, 2023. 7:30pm
Where: Slytherin Common Room, Slytherin Dungeon
Rating: PG
Warnings: None at the moment.
Status: In progress.
Caroline was full of nervous energy as she got ready for her rounds. She had straightened and primped and premed her perfect uniform so many times she couldn’t count. Her hair was in a neat, half-ponytail and she wore subtle make up.
Donning her cloak, she decided she couldn't stand pacing around her room anymore. Walking down into the common room, she had a book tucked under her arm; a proper book her mother had sent her titled Proper party planning for the proper witch.
She looked over at her favorite chair by the fire and wondered if she was too warm already to be so near the fire. Shrugging, Caroline figured she would give it a try. When she got closer, she saw someone sitting there with pale blonde hair.
"Oh, hi," Caroline greeted Queenie a little sheepishly because she had not noticed her earlier. "Sorry." She really didn't know what she was apologizing for but it slipped out anyways.
On the lapel of her cloak, her silver Prefect badge glimmered with a sisnister hint of green that was in stark contrast to the girl's pleasant and shy demeanor.
What: Hanging around the common room.
When: Thursday, January 22, 2023. 7:30pm
Where: Slytherin Common Room, Slytherin Dungeon
Rating: PG
Warnings: None at the moment.
Status: In progress.
Caroline was full of nervous energy as she got ready for her rounds. She had straightened and primped and premed her perfect uniform so many times she couldn’t count. Her hair was in a neat, half-ponytail and she wore subtle make up.
Donning her cloak, she decided she couldn't stand pacing around her room anymore. Walking down into the common room, she had a book tucked under her arm; a proper book her mother had sent her titled Proper party planning for the proper witch.
She looked over at her favorite chair by the fire and wondered if she was too warm already to be so near the fire. Shrugging, Caroline figured she would give it a try. When she got closer, she saw someone sitting there with pale blonde hair.
"Oh, hi," Caroline greeted Queenie a little sheepishly because she had not noticed her earlier. "Sorry." She really didn't know what she was apologizing for but it slipped out anyways.
On the lapel of her cloak, her silver Prefect badge glimmered with a sisnister hint of green that was in stark contrast to the girl's pleasant and shy demeanor.