Wynne was wide awake, and had been since early in the morning to watch the sunrise on the lawn and practice her calligraphy. Now seated at the table, the Puff was shocked to hear her name called. She knew Rose deliveries were under way, but was unsure if she would receive one from hunter or not...
Hunter's smile into their kiss brought more flutters to Wynne's heart than the kiss itself had. the onyx eyed girl couldn't help but feel that kissing might be something she'd enjoy doing with hunter, once she got used to the nervous energy it gave her. Once he gave her room to breathe, the...
The light chuckle that left from Hunter's lips almost worried the girl, did he think her suggestion was silly. However he spoke within a moment and she knew he agreed. The brunette was almost as unprepared now as she had been that night in the common room. She watched his eyes, hoping that she'd...
The feeling of Hunter's lanky arms wrapped around Wynne was comforting, but she knew as much as she'd hoped every second to come between them would be easy, it would only get harder. Introducing him to her family if they became more than friends was going to be a task, and not to mention trying...
Hi! I'm always unsure if anything I post here has been answered, but I'm super curious about if there is a possibility to allow other students from other schools at a Dance such as the Yule Ball? I know that in Michigan (where I live) usually it just has to fit specifications like they can't...
Wynne missed the way Hunter's eyes looked at her, her own pointed downward for the beginning of their interaction. The petite Puff moved her feet completely together in her stance, reserved as always, if not more so around the boy in front of her. "You... you don't have to...' She started to...
Wynne had been drawing a small bee, the dots from it's flight pattern spelling words on the aged parchment. She dipped her quill back into her ink well and as she moved to continue her writing she suddenly realized she was not alone. At the sight of a shadow Wynne jumped, her inkwell shattering...
Wynne Andoujenero had not left her room for much more than classes since her interaction with Hunter. The Hufflepuff had been her closest friend since starting school, and she couldn't help but feel mixed up over his reveal of emotions. Wynne wondered if he was was genuine in the way he felt for...
Wynne hadn't expected for any violence to break out, and she edged herself further and further away from the violence and yelling, feeling uncomfortable. The Asian woman found herself near someone who seemed even more panicked about the situation. Quietly she asked, with all the courage she...
Wynne Andoujenero was a wallflower for most of her years of school, however the drawing crowd in the hallway was blocking the brunette from coming through. It wasn't until she tuned in to what was being said that Wynne felt any sort of stir in her. The hufflepuff moved into the crowd silently...
Wynne looked at the rose and then the boy. She looked between the two several times actually, because she decided to take the rose from him. "Thank you...?" She asked. Wynne had known flower deliveries happened every year, but she hadn't expected to receive one herself. After all, she only knew...
Wynne has just settled in with her latest book about the Salem Witch trials when. A housemate came to her and said there was someone waiting for her. Wynne was not very social, a wallflower if described. She was shocked when she walked out and found someone she didn't recognize. "Hello." She...
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