 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ Claimed by Bits ❤️ ~ Queen of Typos ❄ Magical Mosh Pit ❄
Whereas Ary was simply content with letting everyone - and the world around him in general - be busy and noisy while he sat in silence, Bry was not. This was okay with him. Between her and Drake, he spent a lot less time speaking, anyway. He was just happy to let them both chatter on as much as they liked. Her taking the other side of him at the bench then promptly lapsing into PDA came as no surprise. Ary smiled without looking away from his paperclip project, not even when he bumped her head with his temple. The pinky squeeze was returned as he playfully remarked, “Aunty Hady’s probably watching us right now with those eagle eyes of hers.” He had a feeling she’d especially be confiding her observations to Dad Adi since they were besties. “Thanks, Bry. Don’t you think his right wing looks a little off though?” The guy squinted. “It looks a little… lopsided?”
Quitting his obsession with the owl for a bit, Ary took a moment to look around at the Table once more. He spotted Gilly who seemed to be lost in some daydream, which was no surprise because knowing her, his friend was thinking about a book. There was also Tiffany and her sister, the latter whom Ary thought needn’t even ask if she could stick around. The rest of Slytherins wouldn’t mind, he knew, and he was certain Tiffany would like the familial company. |