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*Samia* · 05-12-2026, 10:46 AM

Marina startled slightly at the sound of her name, attention snapping up from where she’d been aggressively stirring whipped cream into what was rapidly becoming more whipped cream than hot chocolate.

And for just a second, instinct lit her face up.

“Cat - ” It arrived automatically, that familiar brightness she always had for her best friend, but it faltered almost immediately beneath the weight of remembering. The feast. The goblet. Cat having to step between her and disaster for what felt like the hundredth time lately.

A flush of embarrassment crept up Marina’s neck so quickly she immediately looked back down at her mug like it had become critically important to national security. Still, she shifted over on the bench without hesitation to make room for her.

“Um.” Marina glanced at the table as if only just realizing the absurd quantity of food she’d accumulated. There was toast. Two kinds of jam. A grilled cheese sandwich she’d only eaten one corner of. Chips. A bowl of strawberries. Hot chocolate absolutely drowning in cream.

“Everything, apparently.” Her mouth twitched faintly despite herself. “I think I’m stress eating recreationally.” The joke came easier than honesty did.

Marina pulled one leg up tighter beneath herself before finally looking properly at Cat again, and guilt immediately tugged at her chest all over again because Merlin, she was tired of Cat having to find her like this lately. Moody. Explosive. Falling apart in increasingly creative locations around the castle.

So before Cat could ask anything difficult or kind or observant, Marina abruptly redirected. “How are you?” she asked quickly, almost suspiciously fast. “And also if you say you forgot dinner because of studying, I’m confiscating your books. I’ll do it. I’m stronger than I look.” The pause that followed was brief before she added more quietly, softer around the edges now, “...probably.”

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Samia Granian Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: sappyville♥ Posts: 21,154 Hogwarts RPG Name: Prof. Elara Voss Hufflepuff Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Marina García Massey Gryffindor Third Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Adrian García Massey Slytherin Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Lorna Wren Hufflepuff Fifth Year Ministry Department Head: Landon Alfie Renaldi Accidents & Catastrophes x5	sappysapper MAJNOO, YO! Marina startled slightly at the sound of her name, attention snapping up from where she’d been aggressively stirring whipped cream into what was rapidly becoming more whipped cream than hot chocolate. And for just a second, instinct lit her face up. “Cat - ” It arrived automatically, that familiar brightness she always had for her best friend, but it faltered almost immediately beneath the weight of remembering. The feast. The goblet. Cat having to step between her and disaster for what felt like the hundredth time lately. A flush of embarrassment crept up Marina’s neck so quickly she immediately looked back down at her mug like it had become critically important to national security. Still, she shifted over on the bench without hesitation to make room for her. “Um.” Marina glanced at the table as if only just realizing the absurd quantity of food she’d accumulated. There was toast. Two kinds of jam. A grilled cheese sandwich she’d only eaten one corner of. Chips. A bowl of strawberries. Hot chocolate absolutely drowning in cream. “Everything, apparently.” Her mouth twitched faintly despite herself. “I think I’m stress eating recreationally.” The joke came easier than honesty did. Marina pulled one leg up tighter beneath herself before finally looking properly at Cat again, and guilt immediately tugged at her chest all over again because Merlin, she was tired of Cat having to find her like this lately. Moody. Explosive. Falling apart in increasingly creative locations around the castle. So before Cat could ask anything difficult or kind or observant, Marina abruptly redirected. “How are you?” she asked quickly, almost suspiciously fast. “And also if you say you forgot dinner because of studying, I’m confiscating your books. I’ll do it. I’m stronger than I look.” The pause that followed was brief before she added more quietly, softer around the edges now, “...probably.” __________________ ......................let's be reckless, unaffected, running out until we're breathless ...............let's be hopeful, don't get broken, and stay caught up in the moment ♥