Open Post Practice Peace

[Felix Layton]

Felix was curled up on a couch in the student lounge, pressing an ice pack to his shoulder given the number of bludgers that had hit him during the practice, primarily at the hands of his best friend. He let out something that was a cross between a moan and a wail, immersing himself in his own misery of the moment. He'd tried to take a nap to sleep off the pain, and no doubt the bruise that was about to appear, but it was to no avail as sleep was utterly evading him. He'd only caught the snitch four or five times, so it was no big deal really, besides he was only an alternate so he would be unlikely to play in the real game. Still, he'd done his best and he'd paid the price for it.

 

[Cassandra Cohen]

Cassandra had come to the student lounge with the means to perhaps hang out perhaps study, whichever seemed more appealing in the moment honestly. She’d brought a few books with her just in case the second was the end result of her trip. Though as soon as she walked in she could have sworn someone was dying, for the moans and wails were definitely suggesting a great injury had taken place. Walking further in the brunette looked around the room curiously, noticing a blond boy on the couch with an… Ice pack? He was somewhere between wailing and moaning, looking like a mess on the couch if she were to be truly honest about it. Walking closer Cassie stopped a good few steps from the couch, tilting her head and raising an eyebrow. “You good there?” She asked as a way to asses the situation.