Forking grapes

Flavio Morales-Tipene

Newlywed | Father
 
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OOC First Name
Anna
Blood Status
Mixed Blood
Relationship Status
Married
Sexual Orientation
Pansexual
Wand
Straight 16 1/2 Inch Rigid Blackthorn Wand with Fwooper Feather Core
Age
31
Flavio had discovered that the places he felt most at ease within the school was either the lakefront or the great hall, and that was the reason he had chosen to stay at the Ravenclaw table for a little while after lunch that day. Pia was busy once again with her friends. Flavio knew he was always welcome to follow Pia around and he always enjoyed himself whenever he did tag along with her and Kylie, but the first year sometimes wanted a break. To be able to sit by himself and not always feel like a third wheel, or like a loser who had nothing better to do than hang out with his older sister and her friends and the great hall was enough of a comfortable place for Flavio to find that sense of autonomy.

So he sat quietly, mindlessly using a fork to play with a grape on his plate. There were also a few students lingering after lunch, some talking to their friends and others keeping to themselves in the same way Flavio was. It was interesting for the Ravenclaw to glance around the hall and observe everyone from afar. They clearly had their own lives and their own interests and the students that were talking clearly had a group of friends. Flavio wondered if he would also be part of a group of friends when he was in his seventh year but he did not dwell on that thought for too long as the grape he was moving around on his plate fell onto the floor. He placed his fork on his plate and looked down momentarily to see where the grape had gone but failed to see it on the stone floor around him.
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