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a non-canon au potterverse roleplay
December, 2019 :: Summer

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Narragyambie ☆ Australia National Quidditch Team Seeker, Living Merch Machine✩ Kirupachi
22 year old Halfblood Human ☆ He/Him

Had she gotten there too early? Or was everyone else late? Alex repeatedly asked herself those questions that Saturday afternoon as she sat down by the usual booth of the group that had scheduled to meet there, already having touched her first beverage of the day - which, to her credit, lacked any sort of alcoholic content. She didn't remember the exact hour they had all agreed upon, but the fact of the matter was that the cartoonist had been sitting there by herself for a while at that point. Maybe she got the day wrong?

Jamie eventually arrived by himself, quickly making his way to his twin. They had all agreed to get most of the old gang together for a small celebration over Cole having found a nice place to stay in Narragyambie, something with which Jamie had been helping him with (at least the moving part!). He knew that it was a bit of a sore topic for Alex, coupled with the rumors of Jamie himself looking to move away from the area, but he was glad his sister managed to swallow her pride just enough to be present and celebrate with everyone else.

"Is that a soda?" The man asked with shock in his tone - he knew Alex was trying to lower her alcoholic intake in general, but he didn't expect her to be serious about it. A glare was shot his way as he took the seat directly in front of the woman. "Easy, easy."

"Where's everyone? I've been sitting here for so long I'm positive I'm about to make a hole on the cushion." Jamie raised an eyebrow with skepticism.

"They're... on time? I think I'm a bit early, actually..."

"For crying out loud..."

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VMU Students ☆ 4th Year VMU Student/Secret Violinist✩ Kaitore
21 year old Pureblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

Trying not to be late was stapled to the front of Cole's mind, having to stop by his home to drop off the violin before beating it back out and towards Melbourne to meet up with everyone else. Putting in extra effort in the 'Underground Music' racket's to try and drum up even more money to set aside for certain things that needed to be paid for, something that wasn't getting any easier with certain choices. Not to mention maintenance of the instrument could be costly if he wanted to keep it up in perfect playing conditions at all times. 

Luckily, with the assistance of magic, 'Late' became far more a subjection of perception rather than actually being held back by some form of traffic. At least if there'd been no magical accidents that would've prevented him from making it to his destination. He even went to the extent of leaving his flatmates a nifty little note that he would home a bit later and had been heading out to meet up with some people at the bar with, in his opinion, the catchy name of 'The Tipsy Mozzie'. 

His hand pressing against the door of the establishment and entering inside of it with a graceful haste that often seemed to follow him in these particular situations. "Hey, hey! Tried to get here as fast I could. Had to drop some stuff off at home." A bashful laughter emitted from him while he pressed a nervous hand along the backside of his neck before sliding into an opened seat. Eyes looking towards Alex's hand for a moment with his eyelids blinking a few times. She was drinking and it wasn't alcohol! A sense of pride twinkled within his eyes though he dared not to vocalize it. 

"You know, we need some nachos here." Honestly he wanted it with a White Russian, however he also didn't want the alcholic drink to be a tease to his struggling cousin. "And probably a root beer, something with a nice good kick. How are you two holding up?" Looking around once more, they were one short but it would only be a matter of time for that he figured. 

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