That's what friends are for (T.G.I.F.) // Milana Apr 4, 2020 2:35:31 GMT -5
Post by Natalie Dunham on Apr 4, 2020 2:35:31 GMT -5
[attr="class","dilyrics3"]If you don't wanna see me dancing with somebody, if you wanna believe that anything could stop me: Don't show up,
don't come out
[attr="class","dibody3"]The world was a blur of shades of light green, pink and yellow, and Natalie found herself almost taken by surprise at how fast spring had arrived. She had been so busy with working towards the Spring Event that she had hardly had time to register what was going on outside her four walls confinement. Natalie spent most days pent up inside, preparing for the grand Spring Event that all first-years worked towards. There were at least two major scheduled rehearsals every day until Ostra, not to mention all the individual training that was not forced but highly recommended and expected. For people who knew Natalie back at Hogwarts, all this workload might seem a little out of her league. She had not exactly been known as the most studious of students. Far from it actually. However, this was different. There had really never been anything wrong with her work ethics, it was just that the subjects she had been forced to take at Hogwarts were of no interest to her. Dancing, however, was her passion.
While the sky cleared up of heavy, cold, wintery clouds and was replaced by a pale, light blue expanse, Natalie still found some time to clear off her schedule. While Natalie appreciated the business of her schedule, she also appreciated a good, long evening spent in front of the TV with her best friend slash roomie. Especially with Ostra being so close, Natalie wanted to squeeze in a few hours with Milana before she turned her attention to home. Natalie hadn't seen her family since Yule, and even then the stay had been cut short by Natalie's need to return to campus. However, Ostra was different. Ostra was Natalie's favourite holiday! There was close to nothing that could keep her from waking up in the morning and make oddly shaped bread with her aunt, decorate the shrine, light a bonfire and drink and sing into all hours of the night. No doubt there was honeyed and mulled wine to enjoy, and some of her grandmother's famous wildberry tarts. However, for now, there was pizza and a movie, which was indeed different but no less enjoyable.
Natalie grinned widely as she stormed into the apartment. Her eyes scanned the common-room until they landed on Milana. It was less than 15 minutes until their scheduled meeting time, and although Natalie was not exactly known for her puncutality she made an effort with Milana. "Ok! Pizza's on the way! Give me 10 minutes to shower and I'm all yours!" she proclaimed enthusiastically, her coat and bag already on the floor as she sped up towards the bathroom. One-third of her clothes were shed on her way to the bathroom before she shut the door and jumped into the shower. She emerged not 8 minutes later, her hair wrapped up in a towel like a turban atop her head and comfortable sweatpants and t-shirt on her athletic body. Even dancers had to splurge sometimes on pizza and soda. Like the little ball of energy that she was she practically jumped onto the sofa, making her makeshift towel turban tilt precariously. "I'm here!" she grinned, pleased with herself for having made the date in due time. Hardly a moment passed before there was a knock on the door. "Oh! That must be the pizza. I've got it!" She sprung to her feet, the towel still atop her head, and darted to the door. For someone so utterly ravenous she sure displayed an awful amount of energy. Natalie opened the door and was greeted by a rather gangly looking boy who looked rather perplexed at the state Natalie was in. She grinned at him and almost yanked the pizza out of his hands before she paid him, slammed the door shut and landed enthusiastically back on the couch. "Dig in!" she exclaimed as the whiff of melted cheese and tomato sauce filled the air.
[attr="class","ditags3"]MARCH 2043 / 654 WORDS
Milana Anjali Krishnan
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