01-07-2018, 04:59 AM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Amelia "Mia" Adair Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Leigh Upstead Hufflepuff Fifth Year x11
| RP Roulette - Toddles! Mod Babysitter | be curious, not judgmental After three terms at Hogwarts with THREE Kettleburn siblings ruling the school, there were now only two. Char had graduated and was off on some wild adventure somewhere, leaving her two favorite siblings behind at Hogwarts. Honestly, the nerve of her.
This left Callum in a confusing, frustrating predicament. He had spent the last six years at this school with Char, always there - she was his best friend, next to Katy and Jae, and until he arrived at Hogwarts this term, he hadn't realized just how much he relied on Char being there. She was his rock, and... maybe... he had taken that a little bit for granted when she was here.
He felt awful, every time she came to mind. There was hurt, and guilt, and sadness, and he needed to combat it the only way he knew how: redirection. Redirecting his love for his elder sister onto his younger sister, the one who he still had here with him: Chloe. She had seamlessly established herself as her own person and had her own little friend group that did not include him, and for the most part, he felt like he needed HER more than she needed him, but he had fought off those worries that he was no longer NEEDED as her big brother long enough to decide that today, right here and right now, he was going to do something really good for her. Something SO GOOD that it would not only make her super happy... but maybe it would help him feel a little less hollow, too.
Cake. He needed one. Preferrably a big one, with all the colors of the rainbow and unicorns and did they make edible glitter because THAT would make it especially special. And that's what Chloe deserved.
...But he needed help. He knew that, coming down here. He assumed he could maybe catch someone else down here who could throw some pointers his way, or maybe he could grab Jae from the Hufflepuff common room, but the Hufflepuff he sent in there to find her couldn't locate her for him. So. Here he was, peeking his head inside the kitchen tentatively, looking for... someone. Something. Maybe an elf could help - Schmoop was best at cookies, he knew, but he wasn't sure which house elf he could possibly entrust to help him with a cake...
...Maybe he would... just... browse for a really good cake recipe and hope someone would come to his rescue soon.
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