Dietrich Metzger
Ex-Quidditch Player / Father / Part-Veela
- Messages
- 815
- OOC First Name
- Kaitlyn
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Divorced
- Sexual Orientation
- Bisexual
- Wand
- Oak 15" Core of Veela hair
- Age
- 11/2004
Dietrich Metzger had a the day off from watching his kids while his ex-wife took care of the little ones. The two divorced under friendly terms after a large disagreement over where to live, especially after her brother got sick. Dietrich didn't want to leave New Zealand, but she did, so the two decided to just leave it be. She left for Australia about a year ago, and he was ready to mingle. However, he was also needing to shop around. Having young kids made him feel strange. After all, it had been years since he had kids that young. And, the same as before. A boy and a girl. They were still rather young. His two older kids, Belladonna and Erik, they were off doing their own things now. But having his house, well, mansion kinda, empty was still kind of lonely after all. Dietrich needed to invite some of his friends over from time to time. He wondered what Andrew Belo was doing lately.
The Part-Veela sighed as he sat down at the bench, bags and bags of clothes dropping onto the ground. The blonde placed his hands on his cheeks while he released his breath. Dietrich reached into his pocket and started to count out his galleons. Right, he still had plenty, so he would not need to go to the bank and get more if he needed. Dietrich pocketed his money once more, and checked off his mental list. Clothes, toddler clothes for his son... What else did he need? Oh no, he needed new clothes! Ugh, so much shopping. Dietrich let out a groan as he leaned back against the bench.
The Part-Veela sighed as he sat down at the bench, bags and bags of clothes dropping onto the ground. The blonde placed his hands on his cheeks while he released his breath. Dietrich reached into his pocket and started to count out his galleons. Right, he still had plenty, so he would not need to go to the bank and get more if he needed. Dietrich pocketed his money once more, and checked off his mental list. Clothes, toddler clothes for his son... What else did he need? Oh no, he needed new clothes! Ugh, so much shopping. Dietrich let out a groan as he leaned back against the bench.