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- "You saw her beauty, but not the iron that lay underneath." Message Me - 06:12, March 8, 2019 (UTC)
Hanuel found herself sitting in the Cafe, by herself, headphones covering her ears as she hummed, tapping a pen to the notebook sitting right in front of her, thinking as the instrumental music played from her phone. A muffin and a hot cocoa were right in front of her as she jotted down ideas for various songs, frowning in thought, before continuing to write.
"Hey, Hanuel, right?" Hwanseong asked, sliding into the seat across from Haneul. Having heard about the new trainee, he took it upon himself to meet each one. He liked getting to know the future faces of Silencio Records. "I'm Hwanseong, one of the older artists." He doesn't register the headphones until a second later and laughs, realizing his mistake. "Hey, Haneul?"
Callum sat at a table with his mum, a little quiet since he knew why they were meeting. She had just gotten engaged to Sebastian Hall, some doctor at St. Mungo's who swept her off her feet. He was a bit bitter about it, since he felt once she got married he wouldn't be important anymore. "So um... How's life?" He finally asked, glancing up at her from behind his glasses.
“It’s been pretty busy. Between work and planning, I feel like I’ve been all over the place.” ,she said. “How have things been going with you? I feel like I’ve been getting less and less owls and don’t know anything!”
“Didn’t you hire a wedding planner?” He asked, disliking the word wedding rolling off his tongue. “Yeah, seventh year is super busy... I’m sorry I haven’t been writing, what with being Quidditch Captain and trying to stay up on my studies... There’s a scout arriving for the next game, I think they might scout me to be a professional player when I graduate,”
“Why? Isn’t Sebastian helping? You shouldn’t be doing everything by yourself,” he said a little snappy. “Oh, probably the Appleby Arrows or the Wimbourne Wasps,” He said, taking a sip of his lemonade. “Or whatever team will take me,” he said with a chuckle.
She noticed the tone in his voice when talking about Sebastian and her heart sank a little as a frown cane to her face. “No, he is. But you know I like things to be perfect so I tend to just take over.”, she said. “But, I think you would look great in those yellow wasp robes.”
Callum noticed the small frown on her face and felt guilty for making it happen. “I just want him to be helping you is all... Since I can’t and I’m in school,” he told her, swirling his straw around in his cup. He then chuckled a little, “Didn’t really think about wearing yellow robes, maybe I should reconsider,” he joked lightly.
“Maybe you can help me sometimes on the weekends.”, she said, reaching out to place her hand on his. “I would love for you to be apart of it as much as possible.” She smiled. “I think the yellow robes would be fantastic. You’d rock it.”
He felt a little bad since his mum was putting forth so much effort to get him involved. Was he really being such a jerk over it? "I would love too," He told her, putting his other hand on top of hers and squeezing it gently. He then chuckled a little, "We'll see, maybe they'll show off my physique,"
Leaf had been feeling deflated. He wasn't allowed to go back to his muggle roots due to the Ministry decrees and, quite frankly, he was getting worried. The out-casting of muggle locations seemed reminiscent of the things he read in the history books and he was sure prejudice was soon to happen to muggle-borns. Even now, on a date with Hephaestus, Leaf had his mind pre-occupied with his fears; barely taking a sip of his hot chocolate or a bite from what usually was hi favourite muffin.
-"I came. I saw. I turned right back around and walked the f*** out." Message Me - 06:10, January 16, 2019 (UTC)
"-totally not cool because she didn't even tell me. And then I- Are you even listening to me?" Hephaestus pouted. Leaf had been acting weird the whole date. It was... off-putting to say the least. Suddenly worried about someone other than himself, Festus reached out and grabbed Leaf's hand. "Are you okay?" He asked, sounding genuinely concerned.
Leaf had been lost in his own world of fears, completely ignoring Festus' mantra of words about some pure-blood girl and was only brought out by the feeling of his hand being held. Looking up, Leaf's eyebrows furrowed as he attempted to make sense of Festus' words before nodding. "I'm fine," He said, offering a half-assed smile, "Just... things going on, y'know?" Part of him didn't expect Festus to know, not truly. Leaf didn't even blame him; he was sure that if he were a pure-blood he'd be the same.
-"I came. I saw. I turned right back around and walked the f*** out." Message Me - 03:08, January 28, 2019 (UTC)
"You're fine, my ass." Hephaestus scoffed, though his gaze softened slightly before giving Leaf's hand a reassuring squeeze. "You can tell me, you know? For as much as I run my mouth, I can always listen to you." He promised gently.