- Messages
- 3,642
- OOC First Name
- Camilla
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Single (Not Looking)
- Wand
- Curly 13" Rigid Pine Wand, Meteorite Dust Core
- Age
- 18 (21/9/2043)
While Aine was determined to have a nice break from Hogwarts, spending as little time thinking about it as possible after the stress of OWLs, she hadn't completely failed to notice Valerius' mood. Of course, she didn't really have a good opportunity to pull him aside and talk to him about it, not with how busy the semester had been. Nor did she even know how to start that conversation. And if it had anything to do with his love life, well, she was the least useful person to talk to in that regard. But contrary to how it seemed at times, Aine did care about her friend and wanted to do something to cheer him up. Or take his mind off it. Or do such a misguided attempt at both of those things that he'd snap and let it all out and she could awkwardly pat him on the back and hear him out.
So Aine had shown up on Valerius's doorstep around midday, making the most of the two hour time difference between Australia and New Zealand, in the hope that he hadn't gone to the other side of the world in her jeans and puffer jacket, unceremoniously announcing "alright, let's go, we're going to have a late celebration for surviving the OWLs," in a tone that brokered minimal argument. She didn't quite have the force of personality to shut all arguments down, but hopefully he didn't have any better plans today.
So Aine had shown up on Valerius's doorstep around midday, making the most of the two hour time difference between Australia and New Zealand, in the hope that he hadn't gone to the other side of the world in her jeans and puffer jacket, unceremoniously announcing "alright, let's go, we're going to have a late celebration for surviving the OWLs," in a tone that brokered minimal argument. She didn't quite have the force of personality to shut all arguments down, but hopefully he didn't have any better plans today.