- Messages
- 95
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single (Looking)
- Sexual Orientation
- gay
- Wand
- Straight 17 Inch Swishy Spruce Wand with Fwooper Feather Core
- Age
- 9/2043
Perry hadn't really been a big concert goer when he was growing up in France. Mostly that was because his retired Auror grandmother didn't believe in letting kids go outside and be kids. Some of that he knew had to do with the things she had seen as an auror, but other things were because he knew she was just... strict, on him especially, but also just in general. He loved his Grandmother, that was true, but he did also wish that sometimes she left him alone to just do his thing. Being in New Zealand was proving to be a strange sort of fever dream, and when Mystic had given him tickets and told him to go have fun he hadn't really know how to argue. That woman was pushy in her own way, reminding him of his Grandmother in others - he was grateful even if he didn't say as much to her because she'd taken him in when he'd arrived five months ago or so and now he was just sort of existing. He hadn't been paying much attention to the opening acts, nursing his drink instead until he'd looked up to see that one of the bands had someone a bit familiar in it. It had taken him maybe a little longer than it should have to notice Charlie, and then somehow Charlie had noticed him too - so now he was waiting, the wings of the stage area mostly closed off to people unless they had an in with the band and what was Perry going to say when he'd been invited up to say hi, no? He wasn't an idiot.