 Rowan and Blake ^_^ ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Observing humans was something Claudine liked to do, whether or not said humans under observation noticed her or not. The habit of hers helped her to judge and know people; it made up for her other habit of not talking very much. She decided that the Hufflepuff could be a messy eater. Just look at all that powdered sugar he was wearing on his robes. To be fair, crepes could be messy. But just why was he laughing? If Claudine recalled correctly, from lessons, his name was Rowan. She lifted a brow at him. “Maybe. And maybe I’ll skip the crepes.’’ Claudine’s gaze shifted away from Rowan to that all too familiar form of Blake Ryan.
She had managed to avoid him despite the fact that they shared a common room. That’s the way she liked things between them: to be distant with each other. Unfortunately, that was less likely to happen when they were in class. Claudine looked away from him, refocusing on Rowan. “Anything else on the menu that you would recommend? Something that’s not likely to spill on my dress?’’ |