grey kim

Hands braced against the wall, Molly uses the wall as a guide. Her hands leaving behind a trail of gooey purple mess behind. The day had stated well enough, she woke up feeling warm and happy and she had one of her favourite classes first thing in the morning- potions- so it was shaping up to a be splendid day. When she got to potions it was easy enough, assigned a partner and then they got to brewing potions. She turned her back for one second, just one small second and when she turned around the potion had exploded all over her, leaving her in a sticky, gooey purple mess. She rushed out that class as if she was being chased by Galloping gargoyles before the professor could have even seen what happened. Now she was feeling angry, hurt and most of all she felt down right embarrassed and her face underneath the purple goo most certainly matched her hair.  Hearing footsteps behind she whirled around, using her hands to try and move her sticky hair to the side to see who it was “There’s nothing to see here, so move along please!” she spoke in a shrill as tears began to gather in her eyes, she didn’t want to let anyone see her like this.

LUCKILY FOR GREY she had a free period and had taken to roaming the halls. She walked with a slight spring her step, arms swinging, her usual smile playing on her lips,, clear that she had no worries at all. She was perfectly happy, content. Her smile faded when she caught sight of the red head, stopping where she stood. “Oh, hey, don’t worry.” Grey shook her head, stepping towards her slowly. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a packet of tissues and handed them towards her. “I can help you get cleaned up if you’d like? I really don’t mind. I have a free period right now anyway.”

❝ To become truly great, one has to stand with people, not above them. ❞ - Montesquieu

finding a spot near the fire where it wasn’t completely surrounded with his peers was a task, but evan found a spot. he sat and roasted a marshmallow. after making a beautifully put-together s'more, he raised it to his mouth when he noticed a figure near by. he turned his head, his attention now on them. “what do you want?”

“YOUR S’MORE.” GREY said without thinking, her cheeks heating up when it finally dawned on her. “I mean, I’m sorry. I don’t want your s’more, it looks great, but I don’t want it. Not much anyway, I wouldn’t say no, but...” Grey trailed off and looked away. “I was just taking a break away for a moment, that’s all.”

too beautiful

the amount of times that frank had been told ‘lighten up, longbottom’ over the course of this night was starting to border on comical. he hadn’t drank a lot so far and he didn’t really plan on drinking more. he preferred to be clear-headed. he glanced over when someone sat beside him. “wait don’t tell me…” frank said. “you’re gonna say something like ‘longbottom, don’t be such a party pooper’.”

“OH, YOU READ my mind! Of course, I’m not here to tell you that, I came to say hello because I am a fantastic friend.” Grey laughed and tilted her head. She pulled her legs up to cross them as she turned herself to face him. “What’s up? Who’s been calling you a party pooper?”

xan had the bad habit of falling asleep in really inappropriate situations when he was drunk. case in point, he’d somehow managed to doze off on top of a hollow log. he didn’t even fit comfortably on top of it. however he woke up when he found himself landing rather unceremoniously on the ground. “what was that for?” xan whined sitting up.

“I DIDN’T EVEN touch you, I swear. I mean, I was going to... Gently, of course, just to try and woke you up before someone cuts off your hair or draws on your face or something and then you rolled over, and then you were on the ground.” Grey quickly shook her head, a look of pure horror on her face. “Are you okay?”

GREY WASN’T ONE for drinking but she loved a good party. She sat down in the first free space she saw. She didn’t think to look at who she was sitting next to, and asking if they minded if she sat there. “I’m tired already,” Grey complained, turning to look at him with her usual smile plastered across her face.