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@cleoxortiz
imessageđ˛to: roman
roman: so i fell asleep while working on my book last night
roman: https://66.media.tumblr.com/a300db6e3f1e7ff9fdbe48269df51fad/tumblr_pupg4fOmwO1sbq48zo1_1280.jpg
roman: kind of tempted to just leave it. thoughts?
cleo: book or fanfic?
cleo: sounds like you trying to speak french tbh
cleo: are you writing fanfic about yourself...?
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đđđđđđ đđđđđđđ â @cleoxortizâ
đĽđ¨đđđđ˘đ¨đ§: avalanche pub
it had been quite a while since she had properly spoken to cleo. which at first didnât seem to bother callie, but as time went on there it stuck there in the back of her mind. she managed to gather to guts to finally talk to her and rather than texting her, she went to the one place she knew that she would hopefully be at. just as she walked into the room, her eyes scanned the bar for cleo. once she found her head of brown hair, callie sucked in a breath. â hi. â, she called out, placing both of her hands on the bar. â do you have time to chat for a bit ? â, callie added.
hearing someone come up to the bar, cleo turned from where sheâd been restocking the beer fridge. seeing callie, her eyes glanced behind the blonde, almost expecting to see the rest of the sloth in her company. but to her surprise, the girl was alone. she couldnât remember the last time the two of them were alone without everyone else around. it was a bit odd, but cleo tried not to think much of it. flashing a smile at the other, she greeted, âhey. just you today?â her brows raised slightly at callieâs question before scanning the mostly empty bar. âsure, ya. itâs pretty dead right now. whatâs up?â
status: closed for @cleoxortizâ location: slytherin common room
kieran had just go off the phone with his father, another conversation that dealt mostly with how things were going even though theyâd barely begun. the boy knew better, his father was looking for the simple excuse to ask him about cleo. his parents loved cleo, both of them, it was no surprise to him since theyâd been planning his wedding to her for years, but mostly heâd been trying to ignore it until he got to school so he could ignore them. he walked down the stairs from his room into the common room and came face to face with the girl herself. âhowâd you know to be here right this second?â he laughed.Â
surprisingly, cleo had looked forward to returning to hogwarts after the summer break. for one, she actually enjoyed her classes. but more than that, it meant getting away from her family, who had gotten even more insufferable, if that was possible. the older she got, the more pressure her dad put on her about her future and somehow heâd gotten it in his head that that included kieran rhodes. all summer, itâd been âkieran thisâ, âkieran thatâ, and âwhen you marry kieranâ. so, cleo was grateful to finally be back at school, where she didnât have to grin and bear anymore of her dadâs nonsense. but that also meant having to see kieran everyday now and she wasnât sure if that was any better. walking into the common room just as kieran came down the stairs, she replied deadpan, âi dunno, itâs not like i live here or anything.â shedding her robe, cleo observed, âyou look like youâre in a good mood. did you hear about the hot new transfer, or something?â
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roman sat down at the slytherin table with quite some drama, sighing and almost knocking over a goblet of pumpkin juice, which he could just grab before it spilled out onto the table. âso⌠cleo.â he said, when he finally had settled down, âare we still on for studying later because i just showed rumor my potions homework and she told me it was shit so clearly i need some help.â
cleo barely flinched at the ruckus caused by romanâs arrival, only moving to grab her arithmancy textbook off the table in case of a spill. luckily it didnât happen, thanks to the otherâs surprisingly quick reflexes. âso, roman,â she echoed, bringing her textbook down on the table. âwell, if rumor said it was shit, then it mustâve been really bad,â she teased lightly. nodding, she asked, âsame spot after classes? i can show you some of the notes i made for the next chapter too, if you want.â
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name :Â cleo valentina ortiz blood status :Â pureblood year :Â seven house :Â slytherin pet : himalayan cat named lady macbeth
đđĽđđŹđŹ đŹđđĄđđđŽđĽđ.
M/W/F : arithmancy, potions, defense against the dark arts T/TH : astronomy, ancient runes
đđąđđŤđđđŽđŤđŤđ˘đđŽđĽđđŤđŹ.
leadership : head girl clubs : potions, astronomy, apparition, duelling
đ°đđ§đ.
elm wood with a phoenix feathered core, 12 Âź" and supple flexibility
the unfounded belief that only pure-bloods can produce magic from đđđ wands was undoubtedly started by some elm wand owner seeking to prove his own blood credentials. the truth is that elm wands prefer owners with presence, magical dexterity and a certain native dignity. of all wand woods, elm produces the fewest accidents, the least foolish errors, and the most elegant charms and spells; these are sophisticated wands, capable of highly advanced magic in the right hands.
you are suited to a more diverse core - the đđđđđđđ đđđđđđđ. you, like it, are not suited to just one purpose - you have a broad mind, and the phoenix feather can help you to perform a wide range of magic, rather than focusing on just one. these wand cores are the most like humans - in that they can sometimes act of their own accord. however you, being suited to this, will find it help. you - like it, are independent and detached at times from the outside world. it is very hard to form an allegiance with your wand and these cores are the hardest to tame. they are also very selective about their owners. you have a broad and comprehensive imagination, and just what it takes to have a phoenix feathered core.
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the đđđđđ is a very strong, independent patronus. they have a fierce personality to them that they show openly, and have no problem doing it. however, there is more to them than just an impression, they have parts of their past that are a bit dark, and that has caused them to grow a bit cynical. they donât like to show their feelings to others, as they like to maintain the impression for themselves and for others that they are unbreakable. they are not fast to warm up to anyone, but once they do they will protect you with all that they have.
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task05 â đđđđ'đ đđđđđ.
ft. @rhcdesx, @rvmonas, @adxmrhee, @romanwalsh, @mctiasfm, @leovevo, @moonvoiid
imessage âď¸ ian
ian: time is a construct and blah blah blah
ian: the bar come thru
ian: n maybe wear ur new louboutins ... đł
cleo: that's just an excuse to get fucked up at any time of day
cleo: be there in 20
cleo: wow ok sugar daddy anything else?
imessage âď¸ ian
ian: ngl im tryna get fucked up rn
ian: u down for some drinks?
ian: they're on me
cleo: on a wednesday afternoon?
cleo: well, i guess if you're paying... sure, why not
cleo: where are we meeting?
romanwalshâ:
closed for @cleoxortizâ
âalright iâm here. yes, iâm late but iâm here, thatâs what counts.â roman immediately blurted out when cleo opened her front door. even though things had been going pretty well between the two of them, roman could never not be at least a little intimidated by cleo. the problem was that when roman felt uncomfortable, he tended to ramble even more than usual. however, he tried to cut that down to a minimum, offering an apologetic smile instead now. âplease still teach me some french?â
hearing the doorbell ring, cleo briefly contemplated on not answering it. she tells herself itâs because she has little tolerance for tardiness, but in reality, sheâd thought that roman had for whatever reason stood her up. but then she realizes how ridiculous that is because 1) sheâs pretty sure no one had the guts to blow her off, and 2) well, here he was, standing outside. an irritated sigh escapes her lips as she pulls the door open, not bothering to hide the scowl on her face. âshould i teach you how to tell time while weâre at it?â she asks instead, leading the other into the chalet she shared with matias. âyouâre lucky iâm not making you pay for my time.â
charlvttesâ:
location : bathroom featuring : @cleoxortizâ
it was spring time, sometimes referred to the season of love. and charlotte was single. so naturally, she was drunk. it was after drinking far too many beers and wines at the fair. it was safe to say that charlotte had had at least five drinks by the time she wound up in the bathroom, splashing her face with water. as much as she loved spring and love, sometimes it just felt lonely. she wanted to be in love again so deeply, but it seemed like that wasnât going to happen for her at the moment. she had tried to escape by watching her favorite romantic comedies and getting involved in other peopleâs love lives, but deep down she knew she was just covering up how lonely she was, and that those movies and her meddling were reminders of what she didnât have anymore. she grabbed the sides of the sink to get her balance, but she lost her balance just a bit and ended up accidentally bumping into cleo. great, charlotte thought internally, now i have to deal with cleo being mad that i bumped into her.
taking a deep breath, the blonde turned to the other and said, âhey, iâm sorry, i lost my balance.â she ran her fingers through her hair, hoping cleo wouldnât get too angry with her. she had chewed charlotte out for less in the past. âtoo many drinks, but hey, happy spring, right?â the words she spoke seemed positive but there seemed to be a little crack in her voice that suggested otherwise.
it was cleoâs first time celebrating springfest in a long time, with the last being when she was just about to finish high school. she tried not to think about it, or more specifically, think about who sheâd spent that week with years ago. reminiscing on the good times was a dangerous downward spiral and cleo ortiz did not spiral. no breakup and no guy was going to change that. she told herself that all the late-night partying and drinking copious amounts of alcohol when the sun was still high in the sky were all a part of celebrating springfest. she was single now ( not that sheâd really told anyone yet ), so there was no reason to hold back. out with the old and in with the new â that was what springfest was all about, right?
except the new seemed to all be obnoxious frat dudes with insufferable egos, which explained why cleo had taken refuge in the bathroom. looking up into the mirror at her own reflection, she couldnât help but think about how sad and utterly pathetic this felt. letting out a deep sigh, she reached into her bag to dig out her lipstick when she felt someone colliding into her. her features quickly twisted into a scowl, as she snapped, âfucking hell â watch it!â rolling her eyes upon recognizing the blonde, cleo goes back to searching through her bag. âya? try a little harder to sound like you mean it,â scoffing a little at charlotteâs words. âyou know, drunk crying in the bathroom in the middle of springfest â or ever â isnât a cute look.â
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imessage âď¸ rumor
rumor: i didnt get DUMPED im just BORED
rumor: aw cleo
rumor: that was almost a compliment
rumor: you almost complimented me!!!!!
cleo: right, "bored"
cleo: it was just an observation
cleo: there's a fine line between a glow up and ending up looking like a 5 year-old
imessage to idiota đ¤Ą
MATIAS: fine but first come first serve
MATIAS: i don't make the rules
MATIAS: but i look good tonight so good luck
CLEO: fine
CLEO: i know, i make them
CLEO: so how about loser has to give the winner all their tips from tonight?
CLEO: since you're feeling so confident
imessage âď¸ rumor
rumor: what if i.... chopped my hair n bleached it n got bangs
rumor: haha jk
rumor: unless...........
cleo: 9 times out of 10, bangs are a bad idea
cleo: no matter how hard your ex dumped you
cleo: but this might be the 1 time i agree
cleo: you could probably pull it off
cleo: probably
imessage to idiota đ¤Ą
MATIAS: okay but hear me out
MATIAS: let's switch it up at the bar tonight
MATIAS: you take the old ladies
MATIAS: i get the frat boys
MATIAS: and sorority girls
CLEO: it's cute that you think that's a challenge
CLEO: but also you'll be getting practically 70% of the customers, so no
CLEO: if we're doing this, i get half the frat boys
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coming right from a boozy brunch, a very tipsy aylie and cleo somehow got the bright idea to go to the cookie decorating event. mostly because the cookies sounded too good to pass up. âtheyâre not gonna make us bake the cookies first, are they?â she asked, pulling a face at the thought of the two of them attempting to bake in their current state. cleo rarely stepped foot into the kitchen to cook, let alone to do any sort of baking. but then again, how hard could it be? âno, you know what? fuck that. if kieran can do it, then so can we,â said full of determination, as she rolled up her sleeves.
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