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Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head:
Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head:
Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor:
Victor García Massey Ollivanders
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| astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK | & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Well...he really had no choice but to keep up the strong tea facade now.
"Oh, um well, it definitely tea. Haven't really been allowed to have any coffee due to my nervous system is already operating at a high-strung moth in a lantern shop. Mum and dad say coffee would disrupt my sleep cycle and natural circadian rhythm so...yeah," Nyle clarified quickly, fidgeting with the handle of his cup. "Tea is just softer like that, I suppose..." He ducked his head with a sheepish grin. "Maybe here just has...an over-steeped the ginseng blend or something..."
He glanced at the menu but seemed less focused on what he was ordering and more delighted just to sit across from Aurora and admire the way in which the lighting framed her. "I also like this juice blend my mum gets sometimes, yerba mate maracuyá. It's from Argentina and its really floral and tart. Hard to find here... but amazing in summer.... and we as a family go back to Argentina often because it is an important place for mum and dad because mum's Sight has some sort of connection with some specific spots in the country and both of them spent time there serving as healers in remote villages, though never together at the same place. Ironically they were passing ships in the night while they worked over there..." He blinked, suddenly becoming acutely aware that he might be veering into rambling territory once again and gently cleared his throat.
He looked towards the frosted window, following her gaze and admiration, and felt a warmth creep across his cheeks by the whole vibe softened by the lace curtains, light from the street, and especially Aurora's presence.
At her question, his expression brightened further and he was happy to redirect one set of ramblings towards another. "They’re growing! More than expected, actually," he admitted, his fingers lightly tracing the edge of the table and almost walking them across the top of it towards her. "Especially the ones by the window in the indoor garden. I think the light there is doing something strange...but strange in the more wonderful of ways...its like....um....seems to be exponentially encouraging accelerated growth cycles. They’ve taken over the whole windowsill now and really like to grab onto things...but I think that just means they are affectionate and maybe their love language is physical touch."
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