#torireece

He had been busy that morning following the family famous recipe of his Great Grandmother's mulled wine; it's smell gradually spreading all throughout his home which made it feel more christmassy inside than it already seemed. Just as he flicked off the gas for the ring that the drink was brewing on and gave the warming drink a final stir, he heard the buzzer ring loudly over the music. Taking a quick step, he reached forward and pressed the button to allow the intercom to connect to whoever it was downstairs by the front door of the building. "Hello?"

Today was the day. Ethan was going to be spending the majority of the day with his best friend, Astoria, and he really could not wait to see her again. He was absolutely positive that nothing could bring him down today; not even the game if it turned out to be terribly boring because it still meant he got to spend the day with Astoria and that on it's one was good enough for him. He slowly approached her home with nerves being sent throughout his whole body thinking that her parents were going to be there, looking out the window at him, making assumptions, but he just kept his head looking down to the path that lead to her front door until he stepped onto her porch. Just like the previous time he came to visit her at her home, he tapped the knocker three times before tucking his hand into his inner pocket, checking that the ticket to the Quidditch game was in there. He then stuffed his hands into his jacket pockets as he waited anxiously for someone to answer the door.