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oh its Erik ok · 02-26-2025, 05:21 PM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Diamond was trying to have a moment here. She really was.

The atmosphere was perfect - dim lighting, a little warmth from the tea, Amatheia saying things she probably didnâ€™t even realize were flirting and that just made the blonde all the more alluring, and yet- yeeeeeeeeeeet - people couldnâ€™t resist being disasters around her. Her quill was already in hand before she even realized it, parchment sliding into place beside her empty teacup as she tuned into the chaos happening just a few tables over. It wasnâ€™t like she was eavesdropping on purpose and totally entirely their fault for making an absolute spectacle of their love lives in public. She had a duty, an oath, to uphold as a journalist so who was she to ignore the free content?

Still, she was annoyed. Did they have to do this while she was actively trying to put the moves on her best friend? It was hard enough as it was without being constantly reminded that some people were failing at romance so catastrophically that they were handing her an entire article on a silver platter. Diamond had just managed to get a solid sentence ~~or several paragraphs~~ down when with her secret blend of Protean Ink - oh? Ohhh, was that what she thought it was?

Her quill stilled against the parchment, her lips curling into a slow, knowing grin as she turned her attention fully back to Amatheia. This was so unfair. How was she supposed to balance professional-grade gossip reporting when her best friend was out here, saying things that sounded a lot like flirting?

"Wait, hold onâ€”did you justâ€”" A pause, dramatic, deliberate, before she let that grin stretch wider. It was so hard to have you attention divided sometimes, you know? Ugh. "Are you saying I make things cozier? Because that definitely sounds like what youâ€™re saying, and I havenâ€™t even slipped my arm around your shoulders yet."

Which was precisely the cue to do so.

Her quill and parchment? Abandoned. The gossip? On hold. Because obviously, this was more important. She shifted closer, arm draping over Amatheiaâ€™s shoulders like it was the most natural thing in the world, fingers grazing lightly against the fabric of her jumper. "And now I have," she murmured, tilting her head to observe Amatheia's reaction. "Soâ€¦ whatâ€™s the verdict? Have I officially improved the coziness of our date, or do I need to try harder?"

Text Cut: WIP embellished half-baked gossip

Lovestruck readers, brace yourselves, because todayâ€™s tale of love's cruel sting comes straight from the tragically misguided romantic stylings of Madam Puddifootâ€™s. And the cast? None other than Justus Davidson - the walking definition of poor decision-making - Emma Montmorency, the ever-oblivious supporting role, and Krittika Joshi, the unsuspecting (now former) girlfriend caught in the middle of it all.

Picture this: soft snowfall, the scent of overpriced tea, and nn strolls Justus with Emma, carrying her coat like some storybook gentleman. Chivalrous? Perhaps. Innocent? NOT IN THE SLIGHTEST. You see, this was not a friendly catch-up over biscuits: this was a date. And in case you missed it, Justus was still very much in a relationship with Krittika. Or so she and we all thought.

Rather than, I donâ€™t know, breaking up with his girlfriend before moving on, Justus chose the far classier route of public betrayal. Stunning. And just when you thought he couldnâ€™t dig himself a deeper grave, fate (or a particularly scorned girlfriend) intervened.

something something with hexes for justice something something - come back to this later once Amatheia stops being so attractive and after you've snogged not for science

Moral of the story? If youâ€™re going to cheat, maybe donâ€™t do it in a place that serves heartbreak with a side of biscuits.

Stay tuned, darlings. The tea is always brewing, and Iâ€™ll be here to serve it piping hot.

OOC: Just like her dating sign-up, Diamond keeps the actual writing tucked away since she canâ€™t have people peeping at her notes while sheâ€™s working!. To anyone else, her parchment looks completely blank. Her ridiculousness is included purely for your entertainment

Please excuse her for not knowing the full details of the situation and yet still embellishes every detail as if she has been a fly on wall all this time because, well, thatâ€™s just how she operates

Look for it in a very special Valentineâ€™s edition of The Quill or what have you

And there goes Diamond. The switch has been flipped and she is all in gossip mode right now. Theia really had to think of a better name for it but maybe a time when her mind wasn't in such a flurry of embarrassment over things said and what was happening. If things were say normal she would enjoy the show. Problem this time is the show was Amatheia and Diamond was on a mission. Diamond Mode was a tiny bit better, ok lets forget this idea for now. Hold onto what?? She could hold onto Diamond. But that might make everything worse. Hold onto the table...nah. She needed a drink to distract herself like 5 minutes ago.

“I mean you do when you aren't in gossip mode. You look like you were on a mission multitasking. So serious in a tea shop”

Which made Amatheia smile. Poor Quill just had about enough. Ooooh so thaat was what it took, to make the girl put down her quill and stop brewing gossip.

“I’d give it an 9 out of 10 for effort with room for improvement…Much cozier now. I like having your full attention on a date” This was a date after all right? But she could not resist asking the question.. “Also what were you writing about???”

Curiosity would kill the Ravenclaw eventually. Let's hope it was not today.

02-26-2025, 05:21 PM	#69 (permalink)
oh its Erik ok Augurey Join Date: Feb 2012 Location: Penacony Posts: 11,732 Hogwarts RPG Name: Amatheia Barrington Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Melodia Grimaldi Slytherin Sixth Year x2 x7	Treat Yo Self \| +2 \| Enabler \| Nerd \| Blink Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Diamond was trying to have a moment here. She really was. The atmosphere was perfect - dim lighting, a little warmth from the tea, Amatheia saying things she probably didnâ€™t even realize were flirting and that just made the blonde all the more alluring, and yet- yeeeeeeeeeeet - people couldnâ€™t resist being disasters around her. Her quill was already in hand before she even realized it, parchment sliding into place beside her empty teacup as she tuned into the chaos happening just a few tables over. It wasnâ€™t like she was eavesdropping on purpose and totally entirely their fault for making an absolute spectacle of their love lives in public. She had a duty, an oath, to uphold as a journalist so who was she to ignore the free content? Still, she was annoyed. Did they have to do this while she was actively trying to put the moves on her best friend? It was hard enough as it was without being constantly reminded that some people were failing at romance so catastrophically that they were handing her an entire article on a silver platter. Diamond had just managed to get a solid sentence ~~or several paragraphs~~ down when with her secret blend of Protean Ink - oh? Ohhh, was that what she thought it was? Her quill stilled against the parchment, her lips curling into a slow, knowing grin as she turned her attention fully back to Amatheia. This was so unfair. How was she supposed to balance professional-grade gossip reporting when her best friend was out here, saying things that sounded a lot like flirting? "Wait, hold onâ€”did you justâ€”" A pause, dramatic, deliberate, before she let that grin stretch wider. It was so hard to have you attention divided sometimes, you know? Ugh. "Are you saying I make things cozier? Because that definitely sounds like what youâ€™re saying, and I havenâ€™t even slipped my arm around your shoulders yet." Which was precisely the cue to do so. Her quill and parchment? Abandoned. The gossip? On hold. Because obviously, this was more important. She shifted closer, arm draping over Amatheiaâ€™s shoulders like it was the most natural thing in the world, fingers grazing lightly against the fabric of her jumper. "And now I have," she murmured, tilting her head to observe Amatheia's reaction. "Soâ€¦ whatâ€™s the verdict? Have I officially improved the coziness of our date, or do I need to try harder?" Text Cut: WIP embellished half-baked gossip Lovestruck readers, brace yourselves, because todayâ€™s tale of love's cruel sting comes straight from the tragically misguided romantic stylings of Madam Puddifootâ€™s. And the cast? None other than Justus Davidson - the walking definition of poor decision-making - Emma Montmorency, the ever-oblivious supporting role, and Krittika Joshi, the unsuspecting (now former) girlfriend caught in the middle of it all. Picture this: soft snowfall, the scent of overpriced tea, and nn strolls Justus with Emma, carrying her coat like some storybook gentleman. Chivalrous? Perhaps. Innocent? NOT IN THE SLIGHTEST. You see, this was not a friendly catch-up over biscuits: this was a date. And in case you missed it, Justus was still very much in a relationship with Krittika. Or so she and we all thought. Rather than, I donâ€™t know, breaking up with his girlfriend before moving on, Justus chose the far classier route of public betrayal. Stunning. And just when you thought he couldnâ€™t dig himself a deeper grave, fate (or a particularly scorned girlfriend) intervened. something something with hexes for justice something something - come back to this later once Amatheia stops being so attractive and after you've snogged not for science Moral of the story? If youâ€™re going to cheat, maybe donâ€™t do it in a place that serves heartbreak with a side of biscuits. Stay tuned, darlings. The tea is always brewing, and Iâ€™ll be here to serve it piping hot. OOC: Just like her dating sign-up, Diamond keeps the actual writing tucked away since she canâ€™t have people peeping at her notes while sheâ€™s working!. To anyone else, her parchment looks completely blank. Her ridiculousness is included purely for your entertainment Please excuse her for not knowing the full details of the situation and yet still embellishes every detail as if she has been a fly on wall all this time because, well, thatâ€™s just how she operates Look for it in a very special Valentineâ€™s edition of The Quill or what have you And there goes Diamond. The switch has been flipped and she is all in gossip mode right now. Theia really had to think of a better name for it but maybe a time when her mind wasn't in such a flurry of embarrassment over things said and what was happening. If things were say normal she would enjoy the show. Problem this time is the show was Amatheia and Diamond was on a mission. Diamond Mode was a tiny bit better, ok lets forget this idea for now. Hold onto what?? She could hold onto Diamond. But that might make everything worse. Hold onto the table...nah. She needed a drink to distract herself like 5 minutes ago. “I mean you do when you aren't in gossip mode. You look like you were on a mission multitasking. So serious in a tea shop” Which made Amatheia smile. Poor Quill just had about enough. Ooooh so thaat was what it took, to make the girl put down her quill and stop brewing gossip. “I’d give it an 9 out of 10 for effort with room for improvement…Much cozier now. I like having your full attention on a date” This was a date after all right? But she could not resist asking the question.. “Also what were you writing about???” Curiosity would kill the Ravenclaw eventually. Let's hope it was not today. __________________ -------------------------------------Be a pineapple: Stand tall,-----------------------------------------wear a crown, and be sweet on the inside.