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Lissy Longbottom · 08-20-2018, 05:51 PM

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Originally Posted by Kimothy

Drew had taken the longest time at the side of the counter to decide what flavour he wanted. He was caught between trying out the treacle tart flavour, because for a moment the dessert sounded really appealing, or going for his usual chocolate chip cookie dough. It was an intense mental debate with himself.

Until he ultimately decided to stay with the safe flavour and go for his usual. Chocolate chip cookie dough, it was. What if the treacle tart-flavoured ice cream didn't taste as good as the real dessert itself? It would just disappointment, as it was most of the time. Corned beef sandwich-flavoured ice cream? Those kinds of insane flavours made him highly doubtful. Besides, Drew wanted to make sure that his sickles worth of scoops were worth eating. Nothing could go wrong with his all-time favourite.

After a not-so quick stop at the toppings bar, Drew found himself a place in his own solitude outside the shop. His bowl of ice cream was rather overflowing with sprinkles--clumsy him had poured too much--that the real ice cream was buried inside it.

Nettie had stopped by Florean's to grab a little pick me up in the middle of her shopping trip. After all, a girl needed some sort of sugar to perk her up after lugging ALL these heavy books around! And that was just the beginning of it. She still had to stop and get robes, head to the Menagerie and pick up treats for Rudy...soooooo much still to go.

She had so much more energy when it involved shopping for clothes or accessories.

Taking a lick of her chocolate frog ice cream, she looked around the courtyard and found it...terribly crowded. There was sort of an empty seat by an older boy that she vaguely recognized as one of her housemates...vaguely. She couldn't remember his name but she was pretty sure he wasn't her year. Oh well. Time to make friends!

"Bonjour! Can I sit here?" she asked with a smile, heading up to the boy and batting her eyelashes just a bit to make her seem more welcoming and stuff.

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Lissy Longbottom Giant Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Ferrix: GMT-6 Posts: 56,911 Hogwarts RPG Name: Moritz Schultz (#0f667e) Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nancy Schultz (#ac6f77) Hufflepuff Fourth Year x11 x1	curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - chicken emoji - probably @ Disney - I speak dog Quote: Originally Posted by Kimothy Drew had taken the longest time at the side of the counter to decide what flavour he wanted. He was caught between trying out the treacle tart flavour, because for a moment the dessert sounded really appealing, or going for his usual chocolate chip cookie dough. It was an intense mental debate with himself. Until he ultimately decided to stay with the safe flavour and go for his usual. Chocolate chip cookie dough, it was. What if the treacle tart-flavoured ice cream didn't taste as good as the real dessert itself? It would just disappointment, as it was most of the time. Corned beef sandwich-flavoured ice cream? Those kinds of insane flavours made him highly doubtful. Besides, Drew wanted to make sure that his sickles worth of scoops were worth eating. Nothing could go wrong with his all-time favourite. After a not-so quick stop at the toppings bar, Drew found himself a place in his own solitude outside the shop. His bowl of ice cream was rather overflowing with sprinkles--clumsy him had poured too much--that the real ice cream was buried inside it. Nettie had stopped by Florean's to grab a little pick me up in the middle of her shopping trip. After all, a girl needed some sort of sugar to perk her up after lugging ALL these heavy books around! And that was just the beginning of it. She still had to stop and get robes, head to the Menagerie and pick up treats for Rudy...soooooo much still to go. She had so much more energy when it involved shopping for clothes or accessories. Taking a lick of her chocolate frog ice cream, she looked around the courtyard and found it...terribly crowded. There was sort of an empty seat by an older boy that she vaguely recognized as one of her housemates...vaguely. She couldn't remember his name but she was pretty sure he wasn't her year. Oh well. Time to make friends! "Bonjour! Can I sit here?" she asked with a smile, heading up to the boy and batting her eyelashes just a bit to make her seem more welcoming and stuff. __________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid