 Mod Babysitter | be curious, not judgmental
Yesterday had been plain awful. Lots of tears had been shed and there was a lot of tension where she hadn't anticipated there would be tension - looking at you, Evangeline Shacklebolt - but today was much, much better. Getting back into the swing of things with classes and seeing her favorite professors and seeing her friends again was VERY exciting. She had been expecting a lot of it to be sad because LAST FIRST DAY OF CLASSES, but she'd mostly fought those kind of thoughts. She was milking the good feelings for ALL THEY WERE WORTH.
So, with a cheery disposition, Head Girl Sophie Brown hurried into the common room after Kate, new kid, new kid, and Abby, a delighted spring in her step. "Party TIIIIIIME!" she announced with a pumped fist raised in the air, psyched BEYOND BELIEF for HOUSE BONDING TIMES. WOOP WOOP.
...But. There was immediately a disconcerting thing plaguing their FUN PARTY atmosphere. It wasn't Kate nor the first new kid, who seemed to be chummy over there on the couch, nor was it Abby, nor the professors...
Brooding new boy who had sensitive hearing problems from the feast. The kid looked like he'd gone frozen solid, without being cold, and like he'd probably hate this gathering planned by the leaders. It was a fair assumption considering the way she'd seen him try to avoid interaction with EVERY single person at the feast, so... he was probably going to want out of this, too, wasn't he?
"How 'bout I make you a s'more, bud?" Soph asked, passing directly in front of Daxton so he'd SEE her and giving him wiggly eyebrows as she crossed right over to the fireplace, waggling her fingers at everyone else in the room in greeting, too, before smiling at the two adults. "Fearless leaders," was her choice of greeting with a nod to them before she popped a marshmallow onto a roasting stick and propped it over the fire.
Didn't have to tell her twice to dive right into food time.
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