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|justin s. braxton||
Posted: May 19 2017, 02:24 PM
© j.j. // Offline
all shook up
Justin was wandering around the magical menagerie, looking for some owl treats for his owl. He had found a particular brand a few weeks ago and his owl had really loved it. He wanted to find the same type, but for some reason they weren't in the same place as they had been in the store previously. Rolling his eyes at this inconvenience, he turned away from the shelf he was currently inspecting, intending to go and ask an assistant where they were. Trouble was, he couldn't quite remember the name. Something like twit twoo treats... that sounded too ridiculous to be true, though.
He was walking towards the assistant who was standing by the counter, when suddenly he had a flash of recognition for a fellow shopper. Katrina Langdon. Justin did a double take. He thought she'd gone to France. Hadn't they been making her stay there? Well, a conversation with her would probably be much more entertaining than confusing the shop assistant. Drawing up beside the girl as she browsed, Justin cleared his throat.
"I didn't think they let people like you in here," he said slyly, nodding at the sign above the door, Werewolves restricted, "Have your poor parents sent you in on an errand? You buying some dead rats to feed them with?" he sneered. Of course, Justin had no clue what werewolves fed on. From what he remembered from Defence Against the Dark Arts class, he was fairly sure most of them ate normally on days that weren't full moons. But he had always loved winding Langdon up. The two years she had been banished to Beauxbatons had been rather dull.
NOTES: for mich with @katrina langdon ! sorry it's a bit short.
|katrina m. langdon||
Posted: May 22 2017, 08:54 PM
© Kat // Offline