Who: Poppy and Rose What: Poppy seems to just be in the wrong place at the wrong time Where: Hufflepuff? When: Thursday, late morning Rating: Ick
Rose was officially starting to freak the fuck out. At first when she had missed her time of the month, it wasn't that big of a deal. She was irregular a lot of the time, and with all the stress going around at the school she figured it was nothing, if not totally normal. But then her and Jimmy had slept together again on his birthday, and a few days later when she was supposed to start, it never happened. Rose had never missed two months...
Then she remembered back to Halloween night... Fuck... had she remembered to like, get a morning after potion? Had she taken anything at all? So much time had passed at this point she couldn't even remember, and even if she did, would it truly matter? She had a feeling the damage was done, and she couldn't help the feeling of fear and anxiety welling up in her chest. Or maybe that was vomit.
Nope... that was definitely vomit.
Getting up from her armchair in the common room where she had been quietly worrying and chewing relentlessly on her thumbnail, she shot up, trying to make it to the bathroom before....
And then she ran into someone. Fuck, she needed to watch where she was going and she couldn't hold it!
Before she knew it Rose had fallen to her knees, throwing up bile all over someone's feet, realizing in horror what she had done as she pulled back, hands over her mouth and face in embarrassment. "Oh my god..." she said with a cracked voice, giving who she now realized to be Poppy the most apologetic look, embarrassment plastered across her features. "I am so, so, so sorry..." she said weakly.