Second chance, first date. (Closed to Sophie)
I have been sitting in my room doing nothing for nearly half an hour. I am too nervous to read, too nervous to do anything. I cannot be so early to Sophie's and I manage to wait and arrive only five minutes early. Then I stand in the hallway outside room 212 for as long as I can stand before knocking.
It is awkward with only one hand to work with. My cloak is on (washed) and thrown back over my shoulders while I am inside. I decided to get the flower--one flower--because I could not bear to do nothing and anything more seemed like too much. It is one rose, but coloured as I've never seen before. Yellow through orange-red, like fire. It reminds me of the dress Sophie wore to Regulus and Menolly's wedding, because that was also like fire.
Having gathered my courage, I knock.
It is awkward with only one hand to work with. My cloak is on (washed) and thrown back over my shoulders while I am inside. I decided to get the flower--one flower--because I could not bear to do nothing and anything more seemed like too much. It is one rose, but coloured as I've never seen before. Yellow through orange-red, like fire. It reminds me of the dress Sophie wore to Regulus and Menolly's wedding, because that was also like fire.
Having gathered my courage, I knock.