Amoral | Friendly | Slightly Mad
- OOC First Name
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- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Seeing Somebody
- Knotted 9 Inch Rigid Laurel Wand with Boomslang venom Core
Mervyn loved Valentine's Day, and had been distraught last year when he'd gotten sick on the morning he was supposed to be delivering roses. This year, he jumped out of bed having never felt better and raring to go. As soon as he'd eaten breakfast he picked up his roses, reading through them all, naturally, before he set off to deliver them. It was still quite early, so he suspected he might find his first recipient, Bethany Zanders, at his house table. Spotting her on the opposite side, he made the long trek round the table and gave her shoulder a nudge. "Oi, you got a rose," he said, dangling the yellow flower just beyond her reach. "'Oo do you fink it's from? 'Ave a guess. Get it right first time 'n' you can 'ave a two galleon discount on your next visit to Dervish and Bange's, cour'esy of me."