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Talikins · 08-29-2016, 11:20 AM

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Originally Posted by Kimothy

Vivian tried her very best not to get so attached to saying good bye to her parents and her sister back in the Platform, just like what had happened last term. She didn't want to lose all of the good spots and end up butting inside a compartment full of strangers and firsties. Not that she didn't like them, but she'd rather chill on her own or let a friend find her or something. In fact, the main purpose why she wanted to board the train was so she could contemplate on things. Yes, things. What even was it with growing up?

The blonde had went by to visit the food trolley and had renewed her stash of sweets - from licorice wands to fudges - before slipping inside a compartment. Her efforts of hopping on the train as soon as she could didn't go to waste. Vivian flopped onto the seat, her Kneazle Marshmallow curled up beside her for its so-called "hibernation mode on the way to boarding school". She took her guitar with her, a prized possession she received from her parents on her birthday a few weeks ago.

Maybe she'd just play a simple tune or polish it? She didn't know.

The long-dreaded ride where social contact was rather unavoidable-you know- because getting an empty compartment was mission impossible. Yet, it was alright. Ethan had gone over this in his head, he'd gone over his need to grow up some more this year. Or well, his mother went over this concept with him, at least, but it sunk in his mind for quite some time now.

It was going to be okay. It was going to get better. Just some more practice. Yup.

The third year took a deep breathe venturing amongst the train. He'd just come from the back, hoping he'd clear his head with a long walk. It did wonders to him, so much so that when he began peeking through compartments he managed to urge himself to step in one. One, of which someone was in, although it was someone he had to admit he had met once before. Still, this wasn't usual for him.

"Uh-uh, he-hello. Ca-can I sit for a while?" he spoke somewhat softly.

Was this how socializing was meant to be? Did he do a good job?

Practice, right. Practice. He could do this.

08-29-2016, 11:20 AM	#19 (permalink)
Talikins Doxy Join Date: Mar 2011 Location: South Africa GMT+2 Posts: 5,829 Hogwarts RPG Name: William McLuen Sixth Year x5 x5	Talikins\|Huffledor\|Purple\|Ted Velvet\| \|Lochnessie\|Redhead\|Bladger\|⅓ Ferocious Trio Quote: Originally Posted by Kimothy Vivian tried her very best not to get so attached to saying good bye to her parents and her sister back in the Platform, just like what had happened last term. She didn't want to lose all of the good spots and end up butting inside a compartment full of strangers and firsties. Not that she didn't like them, but she'd rather chill on her own or let a friend find her or something. In fact, the main purpose why she wanted to board the train was so she could contemplate on things. Yes, things. What even was it with growing up? The blonde had went by to visit the food trolley and had renewed her stash of sweets - from licorice wands to fudges - before slipping inside a compartment. Her efforts of hopping on the train as soon as she could didn't go to waste. Vivian flopped onto the seat, her Kneazle Marshmallow curled up beside her for its so-called "hibernation mode on the way to boarding school". She took her guitar with her, a prized possession she received from her parents on her birthday a few weeks ago. Maybe she'd just play a simple tune or polish it? She didn't know. The long-dreaded ride where social contact was rather unavoidable-you know- because getting an empty compartment was mission impossible. Yet, it was alright. Ethan had gone over this in his head, he'd gone over his need to grow up some more this year. Or well, his mother went over this concept with him, at least, but it sunk in his mind for quite some time now. It was going to be okay. It was going to get better. Just some more practice. Yup. The third year took a deep breathe venturing amongst the train. He'd just come from the back, hoping he'd clear his head with a long walk. It did wonders to him, so much so that when he began peeking through compartments he managed to urge himself to step in one. One, of which someone was in, although it was someone he had to admit he had met once before. Still, this wasn't usual for him. "Uh-uh, he-hello. Ca-can I sit for a while?" he spoke somewhat softly. Was this how socializing was meant to be? Did he do a good job? Practice, right. Practice. He could do this. Last edited by Talikins; 08-29-2016 at 11:27 AM.