<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/18/105d1749761f4dd811dcb6dbbcf6b538.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Dorothy “Dori” Blayne<br/><strong>Student ID: </strong>N/A<br/><strong>Age/Year: </strong>18 / Freshman<br/><strong>Area of Study:</strong>Hexology 101<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Standing in the Breakfast nook looking over the potions<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>OPEN | Mentioning Tessa<br/><hr/>Dori’s plump lips were pursed and a little scrunched, offset in thought. Cobalt tipped fingers rested on her slightly wider than average hips as she read the labels on the bottles and beakers in front of her. She was dressed in tight denim black blouse that left a hint of flesh peeking from under the hem.  Strappy tan heals showed off dainty toes tipped in the same cobalt that painted her fingernails. She had read the golden plaque on the picture wall her first day at Gamma Rho Lambda.  It made her nervous and excited in a way that surprised her.  She wondered if the other girls had read it too.<br/><br/>Outside the octagonal breakfast nook, rain pattered against the windowpanes, while inside flickering fire warmed the adjacent room and seeped into the nook making the old house feel cozy and inviting.  It held an allure with the soft light and softer furnishings.  There was a charge of excitement in the otherwise quiet girl that was holding off the food coma from the amazing dinner she had finished a few minutes ago.  Normally she would have accepted the invitation of the warm fire and plush furnishings and promptly fallen asleep in its embrace.  So why was she contemplating the potion table instead?  Curiosity…excitement?  It was the same reason she wore the lacy pair of sapphire panties and matching bra.  She had been wearing her favorite sets of lacy underthings though out the week, ever since seeing that plaque.  Just in case…the very thought was exciting.<br/><br/>Dori wasn’t exactly shy, but she wasn’t a talker either and was easily bowled aside by the more outgoing sisters like Tessa who had roped her into taking multiple pictures of her posing on the stairwell for her blog.  Dori didn’t mind really, but she wouldn’t have said no even if she did, and she knew it.  Would one of these potions help make her a little more vocal?  A little more brave?<br/><br/>The larger potions bases were labeled by potency.  Mild, Moderate and Vavoom, which she assumed was very strong.  Then there were a bevy of droppers with flavors to choose from:  Fruit and berry flavors, exotic and local, were all there. As were a variety of chocolate and candy flavors you could layer and even one for hot chocolate and coffee.<br/><br/>Dori was undecided.  About flavors, about potency, about bravery, about all the things, so she stared at the bottles, her lips scrunchy and full , lost in thought.<br/>