- Messages
- 223
- OOC First Name
- Zephie
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Seeing Somebody
- Sexual Orientation
- or so he thinks
- Wand
- Straight 15 1/2 Inch Unyielding Blackthorn Wand with Basilisk Skin Core
- Age
- 09/2050 (13)
Felix had decided to wear a tshirt for the dance. Sure, perhaps it was traditional to wear a suit, but frankly they weren't as comfortable and besides it wasn't like they were having a prize for best blazer. He wore a tshirt and jeans, as he did most of the time. He'd already told this to Esme when he'd asked her to the dance so that she wouldn't be surprised, and was looking forward to seeing whether she would dress up or following his lead. Given that the first time they'd spoken she'd been attracted to him wearing a ghostly white sheet over his head, he didn't think he needed to try too hard to impress her.
"Comeoncomeoncomeon," Felix was practically pulling his girlfriend toward the Great Hall by one hand. If he could have been running with her then he would have. He was just excited for another event at the school that would mean less time away from lessons. Besides, at things like this there was usually a large amount of drama, and he needed to make sure he had a front row seat.
"Comeoncomeoncomeon," Felix was practically pulling his girlfriend toward the Great Hall by one hand. If he could have been running with her then he would have. He was just excited for another event at the school that would mean less time away from lessons. Besides, at things like this there was usually a large amount of drama, and he needed to make sure he had a front row seat.