#rav:junhoe

Well, I’m giving up a possible portion of fries, so I’m pretty sure someone ( / stares pointedly at you ) could cough up a small compensation. Thanks for the worry, but I can afford to listen to cravings, you know? Besides, it’s free food. 

oh, wait, ye mean me? (--*she raises one of her brows, while the other keeps furrowed as she follows the line of his gazes. her index points at herself innocently, eyelashes fluttering open and closed in the most charming way she could think of producing. obviously he hadn't heard about the very well known stereotypical the americans held about the scottish, and for that she sighs out.) aren't yer hopes so, so well cute, lad? there's naethin' free on this world.

neck

hyeri's neck is long and skinny, but not excessively, as she is a bit taller than the average korean due to the scottish and french blood mixing. it is very fair, and free from any marks (birth or self-inflicted) but a single dot on its left side, almost on her collarbones, which is barely noticeable unless you take a closer look.

at last, her neck is in the perfect proportion to her body, even if it looks a bit too giraffe-y sometimes due to her chin-length hair. nevertheless, she has been told her neck and collarbones are quite a sexy sight, especially as her hair colour gives it a nice contrast.

cheeks

her cheeks aren't like most of girls' in many aspects: they aren't thin, but they've never carried baby fat or any type of fat, and they aren't as high cheekbone-wise when she smiles, but naturally, to the distaste of her mother.

they are as pale as any other part of her face or neck, but, along with the are of her collarbones and the tip of her ears, they are the easiest and fastest to flush, when such a rare thing happens.

the side of her mouth and nose has started to show that she might have deep wrinkles, as they look usually deeper when she smiles or laughs, which has lead her to have a quiet dimple when she opens her mouth too wide (to give her loud big laugh, by example).

rarely she applies make-up on this area too, or else she'll look much like a doll and hyeri is not made out of porcelain.

feet

she has um, regular feet? her height isn't a too short one, nor too tall and her feet might just be a little bit too big for her mom's and the korean's high "proper lady" standards, at least: 6.5 (or 38 for me, and 9 for usa). while you'd think she has paler feet than her body, the truth is that her feet get cold too fast, and as soon as she takes out a sock they are in an adorable tone of pink.

hyeri often gets her nails done (red and blue are her favorite colours of nail polish), and can not stand smelly feet or ugly feet in any way--contradictory to her claim of not being girly. you can always find her with at least two pair of socks, and platform heels or boots, if not sneakers--she hates using flip flops or any shoe with open parts.

nightmares - 2/10 - they are scary, but they are just dreams.

immobility - 10/10 - i most definitely wouldn’t want to be rendered immobile. 

breaking your wand - 10/10 - i really love my wand, i would cry if it broke. 

i'm-- 2 or 3 out of 10 to the dark, because being inside huge sea horses' must be  as black as the earl of hell’s waistcoat.

bugs are disgusting, but usually not scary. 0,9999 out of 10.

failing an exam would depend on what subject we are talking about, but let's face it, it's impossible.

ravjunhoe

      seventh floor, left corridor-- the ravenclaw girl walked back and forth two times, concentrating on what she needed. lots of room, mirrors lining the wall, somewhere where she could play music loudly but to be soundproof, she didn't need any of the professors to hear it, and most of all, only ravenclaw students could enter. after the third time, she stopped, turning to where the door began to appear.

       she hummed along to the song playing through her earbuds as she reached up and pulled her hair up, pulling the hair tie from around her wrist and tying her hair up into a messy pony tail. she approached the door, gripping onto the handle and pushing it before stepping through. after she shut the door behind her, she walked further into the room, a small smile gracing her lips as she pulled out one of the earbuds from her ear.

       she walked over towards one of the walls and set down her bag before she unclipped her robe, neatly folding it before she placed into on top of her bag. straightening up, she glanced around until she found an old record player with a record already in place. not exactly what she expected but it would suffice. 

                                          ❝better than nothing.❞

coffee reminds her of glasgow. it reminds her how it is easily mixed with whisky, leaving a faint smell of alcohol and a strong, acid and bitter scent of black, pure coffee. that one is her father’s—strong, brave, rarely reckless. he pours the alcoholic drink inside of the other, quietly as his mother blabbers in korean and his dad complains about how the local dialect has become something so normal to these rascals. sehun has milk on his coffee, too much milk, and soon his eyes are closing and he’s dozing off with eyes half-opened (no one cares because that’s blaine—). unlike her brother, hyeri’s onyx pearls are wide, their normal side. she doesn’t drink coffee, and she cuts off the old man, perfect glaswegian slipping out of her lips. her father smirks at her as her grandfather stands agape, grandmother staring and sehun wakes up, laughing out loud at proud hyeri just beside him.

Alexis looked around at the classroom, the cauldron in which she had just finished brewing Polyjuice potion, and noticed that she was the only want not fighting with her potion. Of course, the potion was still not usable, but as far as Alex was concerned, there wasn't anything to do but wait. The rest of the students in the classroom seemed to be finding it difficult to brew the potion, which to Alexis hadn't seem so difficult, not as long as you followed the instructions alright at least. Sighing loudly, she closed her book and packed up her things: the only thing left to do now was wait until the class was over and, hopefully, in a months time Alexis would received an Outstanding in her potions assignment. 

She had always been good with potions, something that was beyond anyone that had ever tried her cooking, because how could she be so good at brewing potions but so terribly bad at baking cupcakes? Alexis, of course, was convinced that her cooking abilities were as good as her potion making ones and she never understood why people refused to try her dishes. She didn't let it diminish her enthusiasm for both potions and cooking anyway.