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Clover Bakery
 
Clover Bakery
Clover Bakery is a bakery hidden amongst Lincliff City's many back streets.

Roleplay[]

Felton & Aoibh[]

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Felton Bishopgraduated hufflepuff • hextech biotech division

「 Age 」
18 y/o
「 Species 」
wizard
「 Occupation 」
biotech specialist
「 Relationship 」
single

In a perfect world, Felton would have been able to sleep in at least two hours before making his way to HexTech to start his day. It's the Sunday perk, but of course — he can't take advantage of it. Just his luck. In all fairness, yes, that is what he should have expected when he decided to rent a shitty two-bedroom apartment with thin walls and strangers as flatmates. Fair play. But making endless noise in the kitchen when he's trying to get some rest? It's just inconsiderate. It resulted in a grumpy Felton vacating the premises in a rush, so he is both still groggy and in an irate mood. The smell of coffee is quelling the brunt of it, but there's still a frown etched onto his face and a glare to match as he waits in line somewhat impatiently.

Message Me • 03:12, 5 December 2021 (UTC)

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Princess AoibhThe Queen of her family • Hufflepuff 7th year

「 Age 」
16
「 Species 」
Witch
「 Occupation 」
Student • Princess
「 Relationship 」
Single

Aoibh was directly behind him, as happy as she always was nowadays. There was no Paul (he was dead, may peace come to his soul) and she'd been made head girl. She had pink bedazzled headphones and the wire was in her mouth as she rustled through her handbag (emerald green coloured that had designer emblems on it). The music was a little too loud and probably anyone close could hear her. "Hi, sorry," she said, trying to get Felton's attention, pushing the headphones off. She didn't realise who it was yet. "Could you hold this for me? I can't find my wallet, I think I might have left it at home," she said with a breathless laugh, ready to push her bag into the person's arms the moment they turned around. She was worried she'd left it on a bench somewhere. That would be a nightmare.

Message Me • {{{2}}}

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