#come plot!

Alexandria sat on the floor of the Gamma Zeta house in only her large t-shirt trying to put together a tri-fold board for her social media marketing class. Sloppily she poured some more champagne into her glass before hearing the front door opened, “You know” she started to the person who was still unknown, “I don’t understand why I have to do this. One I am no longer in middle school and two it is a social media class... shouldn’t I be doing this on, oh I don’t know, a social media app” she said rhetorically with a huff before sipping on her drink.

Words can’t even express how ecstatic I am that I won’t have to be jetsetting around for an indefinite amount of time! Some down time is just what I needed, but you know what they say...idle hands are the devil’s plaything. In which case, let’s cause a little trouble shall we? What kind of fun stuff is there to do around here? I’m Eleanor, by the way, there... Now we’re not strangers!

Time ticked away second by second marked by the clicking of the ancient clock in her room. Though Potion making was a mostly solitary process her particular lab, room, office whichever was accessible easily by other members of the firm and, at times, the public. Though she longed to remain undisturbed there already seemed to be a queue forming at the front where the shop was and she had a feeling someone would barge in on her any second. People who wanted what she offered were not the patient sort after all. “Yes, it’ll be done soon, if you’d like to wait.” she gestured but there were no chairs against the wall, she did this purposely to discourage anyone waiting physically near her. The trick didn’t always work but she had stinkbombs stashed for emergencies.

oh hey. remember this goober??