🌹 Rose Giving How playful

Rose Glass

In the slip of a bolt, there's a tiny revolt 🗝️
 
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OOC First Name
Zephie
Blood Status
Half Blood
Relationship Status
Too Young to Care
Sexual Orientation
Those blue eyes tho
Wand
Curved 16 1/2 Inch Flexible Ebony Wand with Erumpent Hide Core
Age
10/2052 (12)
Rose told herself she wouldn't do roses again until she had a better understanding of who everyone was. At this point she just wanted it all to be over and done with so she could wallow in her own pity about Freddie. "Violet?" she asked, approaching a few girls at the Slytherin table and hoping she'd find the right one for her next delivery.

@Violet Stark-West
 
Violet was eating her dinner she had already recieved two roses, which was two roses more than sheh had really expected. a suprise pink one from her brother, who she didnt ever nrealise knew pink was her favourite colour and a yellow one from the boy she had spoken to at the ball appologising for the pink one he had sent. which meant she knew she had anoyher one coming and as much as she was bored of being in the great hall she knew it was a good place to be found by rose givers and to be spotted recieving a pink rose. she was taking time eating her dinner slowly eating her food which he knew was good even though she wasnt really tasting it when she heard her name whispering down the table.
she was slightly annoyed that the person asking didnt now who she was and she wasnt the first deliverer today to just ask random slytherins if they were her. was she really that inconsiquential that all she was was a slytherin with brown hair. when all she wanted was to be someone. that made it worse was how she could see hugo at the gryffindor table. hugo the nerd who had always wanted to be a no one who was now head boy, known by pretty much everyone in the school because of it. and to top it off dating a hot quidditch captain. it wasnt fair. after a few moments she looked around at the young student who she couldnt even place in a house let alone name, hypocracy be damned. "Hey i'm Violet. Violet stark west, were you looking for me" she said. feeling another twinge of annoyance that she even had to clarify which violet she was, as there was another one in her year, Violet Owens-Rosmary, a Ravenclaw who was also a prefect.
 
"Yes," Rose nodded, offering the Slytherin a pink rose. Rose didn't know if there were any other Violet's around, but she didn't question it. Instead, she just hoped the rose would be from someone she was expecting it from.

Hi, would like to play gobstones some time soon? From Jasper (the boy at the Yule Ball)
 

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