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sweetpinkpixie · 08-08-2022, 12:55 AM

Okay. So. Maybe, just maybe, the pep talk of sorts he had given himself last night with house elf made desserts had been in vain. Just the massive oversight that he had been diligent with his savings during the term and therefore had plenty of coin to splurge on some confectionary from the trolley to last him the rest of the summer. Even better was the prospect that he would have a summer job in Diagon Alley this summer which meant lots more opportunities for saving up and buying those things taboo in the Flamsteed household. Also, just ONE more year before the Trace was obsolete. He really could not wait to apply for his license - even if he had no where to go. It was just the principle of the illusion of freedom. You know, teenagery thoughts. If only licorice wands were more thrilling by nature. Still, he had sorted out that the prices here at the food trolley were cheaper than at the shops...so it would be for the best if he did a little stocking up now.

Tossing his coin bag idly up and down while he waited in the queue, Atlas debated just how many licorice wands and jelly slugs was enough the tiptoe the line between too much indulgence and reasonable hording.

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sweetpinkpixie SSRPG Admin Gladrags Mod Quibbler Mod Minister for Magic Alley Proprietor Sea Serpent Join Date: Aug 2010 Location: The Paths Posts: 41,560 Hogwarts RPG Name: Professor Cox Ravenclaw Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: CJ Miller Gryffindor Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyle Harden Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Iris Harden Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Jae-hyuk Anouilh Slytherin Seventh Year Ministry Department Head: Charles Hollingberry Minister's Office Ministry Department Head: Airey Flamsteed Mysteries Diagon Alley Proprietor: Victor García Massey Ollivanders x12 x12	we wants to play, precious astronomizzle ♧ gryffinDORK \| & the rest is drag ♣ #badluckDerf Okay. So. Maybe, just maybe, the pep talk of sorts he had given himself last night with house elf made desserts had been in vain. Just the massive oversight that he had been diligent with his savings during the term and therefore had plenty of coin to splurge on some confectionary from the trolley to last him the rest of the summer. Even better was the prospect that he would have a summer job in Diagon Alley this summer which meant lots more opportunities for saving up and buying those things taboo in the Flamsteed household. Also, just ONE more year before the Trace was obsolete. He really could not wait to apply for his license - even if he had no where to go. It was just the principle of the illusion of freedom. You know, teenagery thoughts. If only licorice wands were more thrilling by nature. Still, he had sorted out that the prices here at the food trolley were cheaper than at the shops...so it would be for the best if he did a little stocking up now. Tossing his coin bag idly up and down while he waited in the queue, Atlas debated just how many licorice wands and jelly slugs was enough the tiptoe the line between too much indulgence and reasonable hording. __________________ We broke into a million pieces, and we can't go back......................................... But now we're seeing all the beauty in the broken glass..................................... The scars are part of me, darkness and harmony My voice without the lies, this is what it sounds like