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Name(s): Aerith Gainsborough and Luka Redgrave. (Closed - Unless someone else wants to come and help them set up Luka's office!)
Location: Luka's office, of course.
Week: 51
Time: Thursday Evening.
Rating: TBD (but this is Aerith here.)
Aerith loved meeting new people. If she could, she would gladly be Hogwarts's Official Welcomer. There was just something about getting to know someone right off the bat like that. Even thinking about it made her feel a little dreamy...
But maybe she was being silly. Luka might not like being pried and picked at - even if it were by someone as innocent looking as her.
Worrying her lower lip, the Healer came to a halt. Squeezing the bundle of flowers in her hand, she tried to regain her resolve to learn as much as she could about him. He had been to America, after all. She had always wanted to go there; and she was sure had been to other places. He just seemed like the...traveling type. Something about that excited her.
Hurrying her steps, Aerith nearly ran to Luka's door. Knocking politely once she realized that, yes, she had arrived, she crossed her arms behind her back and sneakily hid the flowers. He didn't need to see his present quite yet.
Location: Luka's office, of course.
Week: 51
Time: Thursday Evening.
Rating: TBD (but this is Aerith here.)
Aerith loved meeting new people. If she could, she would gladly be Hogwarts's Official Welcomer. There was just something about getting to know someone right off the bat like that. Even thinking about it made her feel a little dreamy...
But maybe she was being silly. Luka might not like being pried and picked at - even if it were by someone as innocent looking as her.
Worrying her lower lip, the Healer came to a halt. Squeezing the bundle of flowers in her hand, she tried to regain her resolve to learn as much as she could about him. He had been to America, after all. She had always wanted to go there; and she was sure had been to other places. He just seemed like the...traveling type. Something about that excited her.
Hurrying her steps, Aerith nearly ran to Luka's door. Knocking politely once she realized that, yes, she had arrived, she crossed her arms behind her back and sneakily hid the flowers. He didn't need to see his present quite yet.