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Deezerz · 02-07-2024, 12:09 AM

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

The youngest Adair tugged on his sleeves so that they swallowed up his hands. He liked that his Hufflepuff jumper was just a bit too big, despite his dad's insistence that he sized down. In the end, his mum managed to do all the convincing, and here Alfie was, much more comfortable because of it. Thanks, mum!

Seeing her smile, he matched it with one of his own. His excitement ready to burst out of him, though he stayed calm and quiet. It was rumbling within. That's how Alfie's excitement manifested at the confusion of his sister who had quite the opposite way about her, all of her emotions were so LOUD. Though they were quiet, his were there too. "It's, um, it's mine tahm-beein," he replied, somewhat sheepish to be using the word he had learned from her over the summer. The one that he had figured meant "too". "I think," he added softly as an after thought. He hadn't explored it yet, not in full, but from what he had seen, it was one of his new favorites too.

He turned to look where she pointed, eyes brightening ever-so-slightly. Little Alfie Adair, the flower child, couldn't be more delighted to be surrounded by leafy plants. "I haven't gone there yet," he explained, pointing to himself, then shaking his head, followed by some walking in place and another point towards the edible plant section.

He wanted to ask if she wanted to go there with him, but he stopped himself short of doing so, feeling embarrassed.

Unlike Alfie’s comfy looking clothes, Yulietta’s were made just for her frame. Everything tailored to her every inch. Don’t get her wrong, her clothes were top of the line and comfortable, made to fit right, but…that was sort of the problem. Sometimes the fabric touched too much. She couldn’t explain it, really. She would rather wear oversized sweaters and comfy pants, but she was much too shy and too grateful to voice that out to her aunt. Her aunt whom went all out for her wardrobe. Imagine complaining because something fit so right? That'd be ungrateful of her.

Tugging at her own sleeves, trying to stretch them out, she gave up when they receded back to where her palm and wrist met.

It made her silly happy hearing him use the words she’s said. It made her feel seen in a strange way. “I…tink,” she repeated, nodding in understanding. “Way…wa…why?” Yes. That’s the word! “Why tink?” She was biased when it came to plants, so even without exploring more of what the castle had to offer, she was certain this would be her all time favorite. But she was curious about Alfie.

Even more so when he started with charades. Head tilting, she took in his movements.

Himself?

Shakes his head. No?

Walking?

The edible plants?

”No…like?” she asked, pointing at the area. Then looked at the other mint leaves in her hand and sloooowly hid them behind her back. Why? She didn’t know. She just thought that if he didn’t like the edible plants and she had some in her hand, he might not like her.

Thank you, anxiety. Much appreciated.

02-07-2024, 12:09 AM	#10 (permalink)
Deezerz DMLE Mooncalf Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Camp Half-Blood Posts: 7,731 Hogwarts RPG Name: Violeta X. Escalante Gryffindor Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yulietta Escalante Slytherin Second Year x8	That's Rough Buddy \| Be the Flower \| Moon & Stars Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack The youngest Adair tugged on his sleeves so that they swallowed up his hands. He liked that his Hufflepuff jumper was just a bit too big, despite his dad's insistence that he sized down. In the end, his mum managed to do all the convincing, and here Alfie was, much more comfortable because of it. Thanks, mum! Seeing her smile, he matched it with one of his own. His excitement ready to burst out of him, though he stayed calm and quiet. It was rumbling within. That's how Alfie's excitement manifested at the confusion of his sister who had quite the opposite way about her, all of her emotions were so LOUD. Though they were quiet, his were there too. "It's, um, it's mine tahm-beein," he replied, somewhat sheepish to be using the word he had learned from her over the summer. The one that he had figured meant "too". "I think," he added softly as an after thought. He hadn't explored it yet, not in full, but from what he had seen, it was one of his new favorites too. He turned to look where she pointed, eyes brightening ever-so-slightly. Little Alfie Adair, the flower child, couldn't be more delighted to be surrounded by leafy plants. "I haven't gone there yet," he explained, pointing to himself, then shaking his head, followed by some walking in place and another point towards the edible plant section. He wanted to ask if she wanted to go there with him, but he stopped himself short of doing so, feeling embarrassed. Unlike Alfie’s comfy looking clothes, Yulietta’s were made just for her frame. Everything tailored to her every inch. Don’t get her wrong, her clothes were top of the line and comfortable, made to fit right, but…that was sort of the problem. Sometimes the fabric touched too much. She couldn’t explain it, really. She would rather wear oversized sweaters and comfy pants, but she was much too shy and too grateful to voice that out to her aunt. Her aunt whom went all out for her wardrobe. Imagine complaining because something fit so right? That'd be ungrateful of her. Tugging at her own sleeves, trying to stretch them out, she gave up when they receded back to where her palm and wrist met. It made her silly happy hearing him use the words she’s said. It made her feel seen in a strange way. *“I…tink,”* she repeated, nodding in understanding. “Way…wa…why?” Yes. That’s the word! *“Why tink?”* She was biased when it came to plants, so even without exploring more of what the castle had to offer, she was certain this would be her all time favorite. But she was curious about Alfie. Even more so when he started with charades. Head tilting, she took in his movements. Himself? Shakes his head. No? Walking? The edible plants? ”No…like?” she asked, pointing at the area. Then looked at the other mint leaves in her hand and sloooowly hid them behind her back. Why? She didn’t know. She just thought that if he didn’t like the edible plants and she had some in her hand, he might not like her. Thank you, anxiety. Much appreciated. __________________