🌹 Rose Giving The sweet smell of a Rose

Rosemarie Chatwin

🌿 Plant Nerd - Healer-in-training
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OOC First Name
Tamara
Blood Status
Muggleborn
Relationship Status
Interested in Somebody
Sexual Orientation
Ecosexual
Wand
Knotted 10 Inch Sturdy Chestnut Wand with Boomslang venom Core
Rose had Edgar her little succulent still in its hip holder that her friend Ana had made and on her other arm she was carrying a basket of roses. The next rose was for @Kasim Safir she didn't know him as good as the others, but she knew he was a Hufflepuff. He wasn't in the Common Room so Rose tried her luck outside. Rose was waiting in the fourth floor corridor and in the mean time she looked at some of the paintings that were hanging in the corridor. When she spotted Kasim she smiled and walked over. ''Hello, I got a rose delivery for you!" Rose said happily.
 
Kas' devious plan to avoid interacting too much with rose deliveries was unfortunately flawed due to the fact that he actually needed to leave the common room. Multiple times in fact. He'd been just about to retreat back in when one of the delivery people peeled away to address him. Kas groaned. "Please tell me they're not pink," he said, pointedly looking away before sighing and facing the delivery girl. At least she was also in Hufflepuff, so she would have found him eventually, he was sure.
 
'They aren't pink'' Rose smiled and searched through her basket. She found the rose and card and retrieved it from her basket. She handed over the rose and smiled. ''Its yellow and if you want to preserve it you can dry it in a book'' Rose said not wanting the roses go to waste. The wild patch club worked incredibly hard on them.

To Kas

Happy Valentines (but in parseltongue)

Lysander
 
Kas took the yellow rose with a nod, trying not to feel guilty for being so wary about getting any more from his own boyfriend. At least Lysander's note was dumb enough that he'd mostly forgotten the feeling once he was done reading. Kas briefly considered if he could figure out a way to actually say Happy Valentine's to Lysander in parseltongue, but decided maybe encouraging him and his hissing any further was a bad idea. "Thanks," he said simply to the younger Hufflepuff, raising the rose in brief acknowledgement of her suggestion, already aware the rose was probably doomed to gathering dust on his nightstand till he remembered to throw it out.
 

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