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Hera · 05-18-2016, 08:48 AM

SPOILER!!: Hadley

Races, were awesome. Fact.

Food, was also awesome. Fact.

And he was hungrier than a dragon. Fact.

For the last two reasons he was drawn away from the broom races to the food tents, and since he was so easy to please as far as foodstuffs was concerned he had no qualms about joining a queue to purchase things he couldn't pronounce or describe. The Swedish did food good, right? Right! He couldn't see how he could go wrong with any choice, food was food, and his stomach would thank him for it. B'sides, he could sample things, all the things.

"Sorry, are you ordering?" he asked the blonde in front of him. He wasn't rushing her, per se, but if she was still deciding....

Wait.

Was she one of theirs? DID SHE UNDERSTAND HIM?! He was about ready to give up with other tongues.

05-18-2016, 08:48 AM	#3 (permalink)
Hera Abraxan Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Perth, AU (GMT +8) Posts: 25,070 Hogwarts RPG Name: Jasper Hart Graduated x10 x10	grabs hope you don't mind :) ½ EagleBrain ♥ Creeperdoodle ♥ Raven Dor ♥ Berry ♥ ½ Team House Elf SPOILER!!: Hadley Quote: Originally Posted by Callie As exciting as the races were--and they were plenty exciting--Hadley was way too hungry to simply sit and watch any longer. Her stomach was growling louder than a Swedish Short-snout. And the smells, so delicious and heavenly, were hitting her before she could even see the tents, reminding her just how empty her stomach felt. Hads made sure that Asher was safely tucked in her bag, so as to not cause an international incident if he decided to jump onto a serving dish or something. He was, and adorably snuggling with the plush dragon she got him yesterday. Good. International incidents avoided. For now. Hadley made her way through the tents, trying to decide what to get. So much looked and smelled delicious, despite not knowing what it was or even how to pronounce it. There was literally too many choices. And she was adventurous, and wanted to get something she's never tried before. Only about 85% of the offered dishes were things she's never had before, making narrowing the choices down near impossible. Decisions, decisions. Races, were awesome. Fact. Food, was also awesome. Fact. And he was hungrier than a dragon. Fact. For the last two reasons he was drawn away from the broom races to the food tents, and since he was so easy to please as far as foodstuffs was concerned he had no qualms about joining a queue to purchase things he couldn't pronounce or describe. The Swedish did food good, right? Right! He couldn't see how he could go wrong with any choice, food was food, and his stomach would thank him for it. B'sides, he could sample things, all the things. "Sorry, are you ordering?" he asked the blonde in front of him. He wasn't rushing her, per se, but if she was still deciding.... Wait. Was she one of theirs? DID SHE UNDERSTAND HIM?! He was about ready to give up with other tongues. __________________