Well it was cold wasn't it? Lovely day for a Hogsmeade weekend. Sebastian shot a glare at the faint drizzling of icy cold rain, and entered the Three Broomsticks with a sigh of relief. He briefly gave the room a one over, while trying to look like he wasn't. Because, ah, he didn't want to actually let on that he had been wildly looking for Rylie for a good hour. Wildy meaning he had actually gone into Zonko's... just in case. It was horrid and he cursed 3rd years and dungbombs everywhere.
Oh! Er, there she was. Half hidden behind some sort of hideous halloween decoration. Sebastian bobbed his head down to keep from attracting any attention, and made his way over.
"Cold, isn't it?" he grinned and slid into a seat beside Rylie. Brilliant observation, that was. Oddly enough, he didn't really care. He blinked slightly as a someone came over to take his order, and turned back to Rylie as they went away.
Rylie had thought of looking for Sebastian. Several times, actually, but she'd only acted on it once by strolling into the quill shop earlier that morning. He hadn't been there, and she assumed that at some point they would find each other, so she'd settled herself down with her cocoa and waited. Even so, when she heard a voice beside her, she jumped and the book dropped to the table with a thud. She watched it for a moment in surprise, then turned to return Sebby's grin with one of her own
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Trying to keep from smirking as Rylie dropped the book at his presence, Sebastian took slowly moved his hand to lay on top of it and slid it over to himself. Mentally, he cursed his ever fidgeting nature, as he was unsure what to do with the book now he had it. So he did nothing, and nodded at Rylie in agreement.
...and, that was an odd question. Sebastian was slightly irritated at the fact that one would take him for the kind of person to remember exactly when they woke up on weekends. Well, er, that is, he was that sort of person.
"I don't know... it wasn't still dark at least," this time he did smirk at her, just in time for a cup of tea to be delivered, "Why? Worried about my sleeping patterns? Afraid I'll get up early one day and rearrange the whole Common Room to my liking, and everyone's minds will explode from the shock of it all?"
He brought the tea up to his lips and promptly burnt his tongue on it. GAH.
Rylie watched him slide the book over toward himself and wondered if there was a purpose. Did he want her to not be reading? Did he want to read the book himself? Magick of the Himalayas was actually rather fascinating, though it did have a plain sort of title. Or was he curious to know whether it was that recipe book? Well, sadly, he would discover that she did not have it on her person. Though, it was probably one of the first days since eating cake that she didn't have it hidden somewhere amongst her things
( ... )
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Oh! Er, there she was. Half hidden behind some sort of hideous halloween decoration. Sebastian bobbed his head down to keep from attracting any attention, and made his way over.
"Cold, isn't it?" he grinned and slid into a seat beside Rylie. Brilliant observation, that was. Oddly enough, he didn't really care. He blinked slightly as a someone came over to take his order, and turned back to Rylie as they went away.
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...and, that was an odd question. Sebastian was slightly irritated at the fact that one would take him for the kind of person to remember exactly when they woke up on weekends. Well, er, that is, he was that sort of person.
"I don't know... it wasn't still dark at least," this time he did smirk at her, just in time for a cup of tea to be delivered, "Why? Worried about my sleeping patterns? Afraid I'll get up early one day and rearrange the whole Common Room to my liking, and everyone's minds will explode from the shock of it all?"
He brought the tea up to his lips and promptly burnt his tongue on it. GAH.
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