Re: ZJ + Megan
“I bet I smell like candy.” She admitted with a soft laugh, she had been told that once by a boyfriend once upon a time. She had always found it hilarious just because she couldn’t ever smell it. She always tried to use a perfume that smelled more flowery than sweet, she didn’t need to give people more reason to think she smelled more like candy.
ZJ looped her arm with Megan’s, nodding her head. “Good night snogs, specifically. They come at the end of really good dates.” At least that was what she’d always been told as a young witch and had continued on the tradition into her adult life. She hadn’t been on a good date in ages though, she was really hoping that changed soon. She was hoping that maybe Neville would ask her on one sometime. He seemed to have enjoyed dancing with her, they’d even gotten a drink together afterward!
As the pair came up to the Leaky Cauldron, she slid her hand down and into Megan’s. One of ZJ’s biggest guilty pleasures were romantic comedies, she lived for those silly romantic gestures (even the little ones) that always seemed so easy. She tried her hand at one now, she squeezed Megan’s hand and tried to spin her in a quick movement. The end result was supposed to be that Megan would be spun around with her back pressed to the building, so that ZJ could just easily step in and kiss Megan all dramatic movie style. If it all went according to plan and no one tripped over their own feet, that was what ZJ was hoping would happen. She was even planning to do the move where she used her free hand to cup Megan’s cheek, the pad of her thumb able to rub at the other’s cheek. ZJ’s feet didn’t trip them up, she was still graceful enough while intoxicated apparently to pull it off.