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lavender is sure that living is worse (lavishly) wrote in pandorarpg,

Lavender really hadn't been planning on leaving her flat today. She certainly had no intention of actually getting dressed anymore than exchanging her slippers for boots and grabbing her jacket before popping over to Diagon Alley. It seemed like a lot more work than she wanted to put in for cream cheese, but it just wasn't carrot cake with the proper frosting. And really those two lovely cakes that were sitting on her counter would simply go to waste without the frosting.

So, it was definitely for her integrity as a baker that she was braving the crowds in search of a key ingredient. The plan was to simply run in, smile politely at the clerk as she asked after what she was baking today and get back to her flat as soon as possible. Of course, Lavender should have known that the universe never simply allowed her to have plans come fruition without complication. She was on her way out of the store, package in hand when she stopped dead in her tracks seeing Justin and worse Bianca approaching.

She had really been trying not to think about how mean Justin was this morning. Except just like that fear of Bianca trying to kill her or turn her into some sort of beast she never could fully let it go.