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sweetpinkpixie · 03-11-2019, 04:07 AM

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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow

She wasn't supposed to be here. In fact, Mariana had promised to pick up some groceries for her little sister who was falling into the habit that so many uni students did, eating horribly in the name of saving time so that she could get more done, spend more time with friends. It was her job as the older sister to insist Sofia make better choices, take care of herself, but today she found herself sidetracked, her mission put on pause. Who had gone and put this literal paradise in her path? Whoever it was, she wasn't mad at them.

Stepping into the shop, the brunette found herself smiling, the familiar scent of flora of all kinds filling her nostrils. How had she not discovered this place sooner? It felt a shame that she'd spent so much time shopping anywhere else.

Moving deeper into Noltie's, Mariana lost herself in her surroundings. Perhaps Sofia could use a plant for her flat, too? She wouldn't feel as bad about delaying the groceries if she didn't show up empty handed.

He wasn't sure when the last time it was he had been to Diagon Alley. Surely he had been back here since his first year supply purchasing prior to beginning university at Edinburgh. Well, his short stint at Edinburgh at least. It hadn't been too long before he had transferred Addis Ababa for a year and then another transfer to Istanbul, which only lasted a few months before he dropped out and took some time off interning with the Australian Ministry of Magic with some esteemed cryptomagizoologists and flexing his Mermish skills. So it was a bit ironic that one Victor García Massey was now working as a TA for the Athens campus when he, technically had no solid degree himself. At least, none that had real notarization at least. His skill set had done that for him, thankfully. He hadn't been as lucky with Montreal.

As always, he had a very kenspeckle figure as he browsed the shop with his raggy old backpack that was coming apart at the seams and one strap had perpetually looked as though it were going to come undone for years now and his large professional camera hanging off his left shoulder. His polished but unkempt hair fell across his warm hazel eyes as he moved about the aquatic plants specifically, wondering just how the gillyweed stock on campus was faring since the pricing here was considerably more on budget than what the current goings were in Athens.

He had no intention of purchasing anything potted for himself. His presence in his flat was more of a ghost one and a potted plant implied some sort of permanence. Though he thought that one of the professors he worked with could appreciate one of those potted Chiming bluebells...thus he picked it up to mull over.

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