Text Cut: THEODORE
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Originally Posted by
Emzily 
Theo thought, since he was completely alone, that he would shove a further three tiny!cakes in his mouth. He did hear a familiar voice, but they weren't addressing him apparently, so Theo ignored it completely. But they weren't going away, and then it all clicked. Thinsley. Probably his most ridiculous nickname given by the most ridiculous person. "Alliot." He nodded lazily at her. "Oh, okay. I'll go and find her in a sec, does she want any food?" Theo asked, picking up TWO (not three) plates.
Huh? "I haven't seen him at all. Didn't he go somewhere with Bliss?" He wasn't totally sure when he was getting back, or if they were at all even. May as well not since the Quidditch season was over AND the term almost was, too.
The third year looked back at the food table, then looked back to give Alice sneaky side eyes. He knew why she was questioning about West.
THEODORE.
KNEW.
EVERYTHING.
"She wants a butterbeer. Just a butterbeer. Dora's not real hungry, I guess." Alice stared back at him with unblinking eyes, wondering how he fit that much food in his mouth. Had he put the expansion charm on that, too? Was that possible? Professor Bellaire really needed to start specifying these things, because most of her questions came after the lessons were over, anyways.
He went somewhere. With Bliss.
"He did?" So.. he wasn't even there.
"You should tell Dora that, too. 'Cause she was the one who wanted to find him, anyway," she added hastily. Just in case he was wondering, because
Alice obviously didn't care where West was. Obviously. Why would she? And why was he looking at her like that?
"Got something in your eye, Thinsley?" He could get that out himself, k? Her job here was done.
Text Cut: MILLY
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Originally Posted by
sarahlooo Was it awkward that he was here? He felt kind of awkward.
About an hour ago, Milton had been in detention, thus missing the biggest and LAST quidditch game of the season, completely deserting his team to fend for themselves. And, of course, they lost, but for some reason Milton wasn't even that bitter about it. He had a good team and a good term and he was just in a rather good mood, surprisingly enough.
Casually entering the tent, Milton immediately headed for the cupcakes. DUH. He took an enormous bite.... and then stuffed the rest into his face. Nom nom nom.
Then he took a cookie and looked around as he tried to swallow the large amount of cupcake in his mouth. As he looked around, he spotted someone who definitely looked like... they needed cookie in their hair. Oh, BRILLIANT idea, Milton, wow.
Milton smirked at the back of Alice's head several feet away, broke off a chunk of cookie and tossed it right into her hair.
SNICKER SNICKER HEHEHE.
She turned away from Dora's man candy and started focusing on food once more, only to be PELTED with COOKIE CHUNKS. What was with people today, really?
"OI, Shacklebolt," Alice called across the tent, clawing the snack out of her hair and chucking it at him, watching with satisfaction as it bounced off his shiny bald head.
"You should come sit with me. Give me lonely Captain support and all that." She could have a moody buddy. That sounded good to her. And after, when Dora asked if she'd found a Ravenclaw, she could say yes.