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- Holly Wand 11" Essence of Phoenix Feather
At seven oclock on a Saturday night, most eighteen year olds would be shimmying into their cocktail dresses, strapping on their stiletto heels and plumping up their lips with a ruby red lip stain. Indianna Grace Lee was a grounded exception, or at least tonight she was. The couch seemingly her only company as she curled her diminutive body up against its cushioned arm with a book in hand. There was not a stitch of makeup on her face, she wore nothing but a pair of socks on her feet and the curves of her petite frame had been swallowed up whole by her lovers sweater. She buried her nose into the woolen threads of the sleeve as her gaze followed the printed words, inhaling the heart-warmingly familiar smell with every breath that she took. Sams quidditch commitments had meant that he was out of town again this weekend. Although it was a common occurrence, it was never a lengthy one and by tomorrow night she would be in his arms again. That was not to say she didnt miss him though.
Thus partially as a distraction from the lonely abode, but for the most part because she had missed them, Indianna had invited Jenn and Audrey over for a girls night in. Despite the fact that the pair of blondes had yet to meet, or as far as Indi was concerned anyway, she was certain theyd would get along famously. Between being laden with exhaustive shifts at work and spending the majority of what free time she was allotted with her beloved boyfriend of two years, the former Ravenclaw had not been spared much of a chance to broaden her socialisation beyond the British borders. In fact, she struggled to recall the last time she had spent a night with her girls; the memories came up foggy each time she tried. So naturally, Indi was incredibly excited. She had managed to duck out of the clinic during her lunch break today and snatched up a few goodies for the occasion; a selection of rom-coms, bucketloads of sickly sweet treats and, of course, ingredients for every cocktail imaginable. One never would have picked her enthusiasm that laid dormant beneath her calm facade, but at every moment Indi was waiting in expectance for a knock upon the door.
[yuck. i'm so rusty, sorry!]
Thus partially as a distraction from the lonely abode, but for the most part because she had missed them, Indianna had invited Jenn and Audrey over for a girls night in. Despite the fact that the pair of blondes had yet to meet, or as far as Indi was concerned anyway, she was certain theyd would get along famously. Between being laden with exhaustive shifts at work and spending the majority of what free time she was allotted with her beloved boyfriend of two years, the former Ravenclaw had not been spared much of a chance to broaden her socialisation beyond the British borders. In fact, she struggled to recall the last time she had spent a night with her girls; the memories came up foggy each time she tried. So naturally, Indi was incredibly excited. She had managed to duck out of the clinic during her lunch break today and snatched up a few goodies for the occasion; a selection of rom-coms, bucketloads of sickly sweet treats and, of course, ingredients for every cocktail imaginable. One never would have picked her enthusiasm that laid dormant beneath her calm facade, but at every moment Indi was waiting in expectance for a knock upon the door.
[yuck. i'm so rusty, sorry!]