Aubrey Summers (demipointe) wrote in reduxpitch, @ 2016-03-20 22:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, location: hogsmeade, retired character: ashleigh spinnet |
Who: Ashleigh Spinnet and OPEN.
What: Ashleigh has a chocolate frog problem.
When: Saturday 19th March, mid-morning.
Where: Hogsmeade High Street.
Rating: PG for language.
Ashleigh was an early riser, which was why by 11am on Saturday morning she had already had her hair cut and looked in to the Ceridwen's Cauldrons to ask what the smallest size that could reasonably be used for one-person brewing was. She hadn't bought anything yet, she wanted to restructure her kitchen first and see if any of her ideas would work, but she had the information she needed to do so. With those two vital items crossed off her mental 'to do' list, there was nothing really stopping her from going home and getting started. First, though, perhaps she'd have a cup of tea at Bri's shop. Ashleigh wouldn't usually drop in on her friends - except Axel - without warning but since it was Bri's place of business it was somehow more acceptable. If Bri was busy, or absent, Ashleigh could simply buy some tea and leave.
The first chocolate frog was a surprise. It hopped across Ashleigh's path as she exited the hairdresser's and she almost mistook it for a real toad except that it glistened in the sunlight. It was gone before it could be an inconvenience and Ashleigh continued on her way, turning the corner onto the main high street. The second chocolate frog was slightly confusing. For a Hogwarts student to let one frog slip away from them was hardly shocking. Two, though, was just careless. Ashleigh looked around, but there didn't appear to be anyone with a recently-opened chocolate frog box looking annoyed with themselves, so she stepped over the frog and carried on towards Bri's shop.
The third, fourth and fifth frogs were an irritation. Ashleigh noticed them hopping along behind her when a student old enough to know better fucking giggled. Ashleigh glared at the frogs, which was vastly ineffective. She wasn't going to shoo them. They were chocolate, they couldn't understand her words or her gestures. Frog Five hopped closer, causing Ashleigh to tense slightly. She didn't like frogs. They were disgusting. Even chocolate ones, because Ashleigh rarely ate chocolate.
The sixth frog was a menace. Ashleigh had turned, changing her course to take her to Panquake House, which was closer, and her foot had come down directly on the frog's head. She shrieked, taking a hurried step back. "Oh for fuck's sake," she said loudly. One of her sensible black shoes now had a hug chocolate stain up both sides. "This is ridiculous!"