Pink Crush

Clementine Pratt

healer-in-training in scotland
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OOC First Name
Abby
Blood Status
Mixed Blood
Relationship Status
Seeing Somebody
Sexual Orientation
Teddy ♡
Wand
Curly 11" Sturdy Pine Wand with Meteorite Dust Core
Age
7/2030 (23)
In a sea of yellow roses amongst her portion of deliveries, there was a single pink rose for someone. When she peeked at the note that accompanied it, she giggled happily because it was for a boy. She had decided to look for the Slytherin in the dungeons. Instead of waiting around for him to walk by on the off chance, she stopped a Slytherin on their way to the common room and asked them to look for Lestat Styx in their common room and wait for him outside.
 
Lestat Styx was yawning, while speaking with his best friend over the events at Yule Ball. Sometimes, it hard dealing with females, but the fact that his sister punched his best friend, well, Lestat was torn over what to feel, so he chose to ignore it. Someone poked him on the shoulder and said that there was a girl looking for him. Sighing, Lestat got up from his chair and walked outside the common room. He managed to find the lone non-Slytherin. He folded his arms across his chest and raised an eyebrow. "What."
 
Clementine smiled happily when the boy named Lestat emerged from the common room. "Happy Valentine's Day!" she declared cheerily despite his demeanor. "This is for you," she said, handing over the rose. "It's pink!" she pointed out unnecessarily, "That means someone's got a crush on you," she said in a sing-song voice.
 
Lestat wanted to hex the girl with the annoying voice into next Tuesday. He took the rose from her hand, and looked down at the pink color. Disgusting, but it meant someone liked him. He figured it was from Agrippina. Anyone else that liked him would be off their rocker. His eyes went back to the girl and gestured toward the Great Hall, "Okay, so, go do more rose deliveries or something." He didn't know what to really say to her other than to get lost.
 
Clementine disregarded the boy's grouchy attitude because she was too excited about the holiday. "Wait it comes with a card!" she said, almost forgetting in her excitement over the color of the rose. It had been the only pink one after all. She quickly grabbed the one meant for him and passed it over to him, still standing there because she wanted to see if his reaction would soften once he saw who had a crush on him.
Lestat,

Thanks for taking me to Yule. I loved it.

Can we go next year too?
Pina xx
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Lestat took the card, and read it over. He smirked, thinking of that night. It was fun, and she was fun. Always amusing. He stashed the card into his robes, before he turned to leave. He didn't want to say or hear anything from that talkative girl. People like that were better off taking a long plunge off the cliffs.
 

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