refills.
↣ 🐍 ( starter && @epeiden ) ; ❝ C IS FOR COOKIE & COOKIE IS FOR ME ❞
the clacking of her shoes accompany the murmurs of hufflepuff boys, the young girl feeling the eyes on her with much annoyance. this wasn’t an abnormal thing, in fact rachelle found herself in this situation numerous times before. she originally assumed they liked to stare because they had nothing better to do ( although she’s sure some of them could be studying, judging from some observations ) but eventually came to kind they found her friendship with eiden interesting.
it was a rather unexpected relationship - the boy did posses a few characteristics she often found annoying but for some reason with him, it wasn’t. an overwhelming sense of protecting this child’s innocence clouded over any negativity and rachelle wasn’t ashamed to say she had practically latched onto him. even though he was older, she often found herself looking after him and sometimes she got cookies in return. definitely a plus.
“excuse me,” sliding past a few boys, rachelle makes her entrance into the hufflepuff common room. immediately she approaches a table and claims a chair, crossing her legs and adjusting her robes before leaning onto the table with her elbows propped up, chin in the palm of her hands. today was one of the days she had arranged with the other in order to get another batch of those cookies - a treat she normally would shy from but since it was eiden, how could she resist?
so rachelle sat in her chair, judging all the rambunctious boys with a blank face - tapping her fingers on the wood as she waited for her friend.
