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DaniDiNardo · 09-27-2017, 04:22 AM

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Originally Posted by LilFox06

Clarissa was in need of a new journal. The girl had completely filled her current notebook full of tea ideas, recipes, and experiments. She was anxious now to get home for the holidays. There were so many things she'd be wanting to try, but that required the full inventory of her family's stores.

Maybe she'd make something good enough that her daddy would start selling her blend. That would be SO exciting! If anyone in her family was going to get that honor, it would be her. Her sisters weren't as interested or determined when it came to the family business.

She browsed the options, doing her best to... ignore the singing that was going on. Those boots though, those were something she could agree with.

Now that Galileo had a “friend” of sorts, Jessa was also in need of a new notebook. While she didn’t mind keeping the pair together for observation, the Ravenclaw was against mixing notes. It just seemed like the quickest way to get things messed up and produce false findings. Even though the new one didn’t yet possess a name, he would definitely be needing his own book—as would all the others once they too were animated.

Jessa headed down the aisle, her small basket swinging idly by her side as she did. Perhaps she would buy a new quill as well and a few other little supplie to tide her over til she got home for the holiday. By then she would have her father to get her more.

Turning the corner, she found herself quite literally walking into whoever was waiting on the other side with an unceremonious ‘oomph’.

”I’m sorry, I didn’t see you ther—Clarissa!” The widest of grins spread across the Ravenclaw’s face as she realized it was her friend. ”Are you alright? Didn’t mean to go knocking into you like that. Out of school stuff too?”

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DaniDiNardo Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,239 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite Quote: Originally Posted by LilFox06 Clarissa was in need of a new journal. The girl had completely filled her current notebook full of tea ideas, recipes, and experiments. She was anxious now to get home for the holidays. There were so many things she'd be wanting to try, but that required the full inventory of her family's stores. Maybe she'd make something good enough that her daddy would start selling her blend. That would be SO exciting! If anyone in her family was going to get that honor, it would be her. Her sisters weren't as interested or determined when it came to the family business. She browsed the options, doing her best to... ignore the singing that was going on. Those boots though, those were something she could agree with. Now that Galileo had a “friend” of sorts, Jessa was also in need of a new notebook. While she didn’t mind keeping the pair together for observation, the Ravenclaw was against mixing notes. It just seemed like the quickest way to get things messed up and produce false findings. Even though the new one didn’t yet possess a name, he would definitely be needing his own book—as would all the others once they too were animated. Jessa headed down the aisle, her small basket swinging idly by her side as she did. Perhaps she would buy a new quill as well and a few other little supplie to tide her over til she got home for the holiday. By then she would have her father to get her more. Turning the corner, she found herself quite literally walking into whoever was waiting on the other side with an unceremonious ‘oomph’. ”I’m sorry, I didn’t see you ther—Clarissa!” The widest of grins spread across the Ravenclaw’s face as she realized it was her friend. ”Are you alright? Didn’t mean to go knocking into you like that. Out of school stuff too?” __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.