- Messages
- 219
- Sexual Orientation
- Homosexual
- Wand
- Oak 14 3/4 Essence of Raven Feather | Black Walnut/ Maple Wand 12 3/4 Essence of Silver Thistle
- Age
- 6/2016
Camille Jones looked around and smiled to herself slightly as she headed to the kitchens in the Lower Levels. She was alittle peckish so she wanted to make herself some treats. She was a very good cook seeing as she did all the cooking in her home, so it made more sense for her to be making her own food at school. Atleast that was what she was used to anyway. Whether it was what she should be doig or not. She wasn't in the habit of eating food made by oher people. It was a bad habit she had picked up from living with her step father all there years, but now that the man was gone, she was safe, but still was in the habit of staying away from food that others made, which generally included the food made by the house elves. SHe felt bad about not eating it, which usually caused her to lose weight because she couldn't always get down to the kitchens, but when on ocassion she did, she would make, plenty of food stuffs ensuring that she would be able to tide herself over until the next time she could get to the kitchen. The last time she was in the kitchens was about two weeks ago. It was her first day back at school. She hoped she could make enough food this time aswell.
Cam sauntered into the kitchen and smiled at the houseelves. They knew why she was here. They knew that she didn't eat their food. They didn't know why, and they didn't ask, but they usually helped her none-the-less. She waved two over to her and gestured to some of the bowls. "I'm going to make some cupcakes first, could someone hand me that jar?" She asked as she moved over to one of the counters and found the cupcake mix. Vanilla today. That was a nice change from chocolate. She was getting really sick of the chocolate anyway.
Cam sauntered into the kitchen and smiled at the houseelves. They knew why she was here. They knew that she didn't eat their food. They didn't know why, and they didn't ask, but they usually helped her none-the-less. She waved two over to her and gestured to some of the bowls. "I'm going to make some cupcakes first, could someone hand me that jar?" She asked as she moved over to one of the counters and found the cupcake mix. Vanilla today. That was a nice change from chocolate. She was getting really sick of the chocolate anyway.