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Old 06-11-2025, 08:27 AM   #85 (permalink)
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Professor Cox
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CJ Miller
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Nyle Harden
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Seventh Year

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Iris Harden
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Seventh Year

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Jae-hyuk Anouilh
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Nyle had arranged the table setting three separate times before Aurora even walked in. This time around hiss focus was the vase of flowers. First to the left of the sugar bowl. Then beside the napkin holder. Then centered on the table where it had started out and the blonde found himself facing the issue once again of how this position obstructed the view across the table ― holiday decorations were always unnecessarily extravagant in his opinion.

He was halfway through repositioning it again (read: fussing) when the bells above the shop door jingled and he looked up and his his fidgeting blessedly paused.

"Hey," he returned, voice lighter now, a real smile blooming as she approached. "Me? Yeah. Always!" Nyle said quickly, maybe a little too quickly. "I just...um...uh...um...I think the tea in here might be unusually strong or something, because my hands won’t stop sweating." He gave her a sheepish glance, the words her just uttered slowly catching up with his brain and realizing how little it all made sense. Or maybe it would and he would now have to forever commit to the bit that strong tea and its fumes made his palms sweat.

He stood, belatedly, and just barely avoided knocking his knees against the underside of the table as he did so before he motioned toward the seat across from him like nothing was out of the ordinary. Absolutely noooooooo gleam on his palms from sweat. "I saved us this spot. Thought it looked cozy."
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