All hail the birthday boy!

[adelaideadams]

Week Name/Date/Time: 'Trick or Treat' / Sat, Nov 5 / 7:15 pm
Location: Claw CR
Open to: Jory
Currently involving: Adelaide

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[jory_elecott]

((OMG, it's official, I love Adelaide to bits. XD))

Although he had no idea how lucky he was to be not suffering from a hung-upside-down sort of migraine, he was grateful for Addy, who was surprisingly and refreshingly un-confusing, despite her penchant for being somewhat... uh, confusing. But at least it was a consistent and (nearly) harmless confusion, which was more than he could say for some people. Girls, especially.

"Ah, who wants a ticket to the World Cup," he said vaguely, looking about for something he could transfigure into a knife or something; and being entirely honest, too, the England national team had just gone and broken his heart this year. "This is much better." And it was. He acknowledged her lack of wand skill with a chuckle, not about to come out and say that he was glad she hadn't used it. The thought would have still been the same, it still would've made him happy, but who knew, it could've tasted like mayonnaise, and he knew for a fact that mayonnaise was not what cakes were supposed to taste like.

"Uh, just a few--" He gestured to his gifts and then broke off, looking at her. "I know. Birthdays everyday, can hardly keep up." He poked through a little pile of gifts beside him, picking up the Quidditch book he'd been reading. "Er, book from Veronica, um... loads of stuff from my parents," he went on, sorting through a few more books and socks and uninteresting parent-type gifts. "Including a comb, from Mum," he said with a grin, showing Adelaide the comb in question. "Someone ought to tell her she isn't very subtle." Honestly, the woman had given birth to him, she of all people must've known that combs did absolutely nothing for neatening his hair. It was a condition.

But it wasn't an entirely useless gift, as exemplified by his next move, where he managed to transfigure it into a cake knife. Well, a very dull cake knife, but a cake knife nonetheless. "Oh, but, see what staying awake in Transfiguration will do for you?" he murmured, mostly to himself, as he was pretty sure Addy did stay awake in Transfiguration. He turned to her with the intention of confirming that he would not be eating this cake alone, but was punched in the arm instead.

"Ahh..." Jory trailed off, perplexed. Well, she didn't seem to be actively starting a fistfight or anything, so it must've been a bit more of an affectionate punch. So he nodded at her as if to say 'Well, that was a good one, wasn't it?' "Thank you," he said after a small pause.