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- Coconut Wand 14 1/4" Essence of Star Dust
(OOC: No, dont worry )
Amelia smiled at him as he touched her cheek. She was contemplating whether or whether not to kiss him, when there was a knock on the door. She sighed and the moment had gone. Breaking apart from him sadly, she went over to the door and opened it. Standing there was a boy from the lobby, holding cleaning stuff in his hand. Amelia glared at him. She knew the real reason why he was there, for her room had already been cleaned twice that day. He had obviously seen her bring a good-looking guy up with her and wondered what was going on. She glared at him and started speaking in quiet french so quickly that anyone who didn't speak it as their main language couldn't keep up. To say that she looked dangerous was a slight overstatement, but being a half-veela, her quick but controlled temper was stunning. Not strange, but stunning. She almost looked more beautiful in a temper, with her long hair flowing out behind her and her eyes blazing. She noticed the fear in the boys eyes and calmed down, her eyes returning from their firey state to their normal soft brown. She muttered something else to him and then closed the door as he hurried down the stairs. Turning back around to face Alois, she smiled softly, wondering how he would react to the previous scene. "Sorry." She said quietly, before gliding over swiftly and sitting down quietly on the bed that was closer than the chairs.
Amelia smiled at him as he touched her cheek. She was contemplating whether or whether not to kiss him, when there was a knock on the door. She sighed and the moment had gone. Breaking apart from him sadly, she went over to the door and opened it. Standing there was a boy from the lobby, holding cleaning stuff in his hand. Amelia glared at him. She knew the real reason why he was there, for her room had already been cleaned twice that day. He had obviously seen her bring a good-looking guy up with her and wondered what was going on. She glared at him and started speaking in quiet french so quickly that anyone who didn't speak it as their main language couldn't keep up. To say that she looked dangerous was a slight overstatement, but being a half-veela, her quick but controlled temper was stunning. Not strange, but stunning. She almost looked more beautiful in a temper, with her long hair flowing out behind her and her eyes blazing. She noticed the fear in the boys eyes and calmed down, her eyes returning from their firey state to their normal soft brown. She muttered something else to him and then closed the door as he hurried down the stairs. Turning back around to face Alois, she smiled softly, wondering how he would react to the previous scene. "Sorry." She said quietly, before gliding over swiftly and sitting down quietly on the bed that was closer than the chairs.