Who: Ritchie Coote and Cho Chang What: Making up. Ritchie is a sap. When: Thursday September 18th, Just after sunset Where: Outside of Cho's Apartment and then I don't know Rating: Pg-13 for now
Ritchie didn't really want to stay mad at Cho. Actually, he couldn't. Even if he tried his hardest. Not only was she his best friend, his only true friend, but he was also in love with her. Which had caused a lot of problems with their friendship so far, and it only seemed fair to flat out tell her that he loved her.
Now this wasn't going to be easy. He knew this was a deal breaker for them. She could put up with his shit, yes. But she wasn't about to fall head over heels for a jerk like him. He knew that, she knew that, the whole world knew that. So in a lot of ways, he was kissing their friendship goodbye, or at least this was what he assumed. Which called for the need to make it a great occasion. It had to be something spectacular.
Once he had everything figured out, he showered and put on his newest clothes, ones that he had bought earlier that day. Then he went to the florist and picked up Cho's favorite flowers, dafodils. He had it all set up, with help from magic. When she was to look out the window, a song that he found fitting for them was to play and a hidden message in fireworks was to go off. Of course, the timing was a little off and the song started before she got her head out the window and the fireworks were lagging behind, still yet to explode.