<div class="floatleft">(https://pbs.twimg.com/profile_images/2830886818/49a60e4c56e762f11d84f252e263f59d_400x400.jpeg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Hayley Alexandria Michelson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14665439#msg14665439)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff / 4th Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> HALFBLOOD<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10 in. /Acacia/Thunderbird tail feather<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> this (https://data.whicdn.com/images/29882011/original.jpg), <br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Thursday, 3 October, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> art studio<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> <br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Grace, open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/>Hayley looked back up as Grace spoke, a gentle smile on her face as the woman spoke. It was good she wasn't bothering her, Hayley knew how one could get lost to a muse and how much it sucked to have that focus shaken. She had dozens of images that remained unfinished due to that very reason. Something it was just impossible to get that flow back. Thankfully she'd not done that to Grace.<br/><br/>The fact that Grace was working on some of her latest designs was not surprising. Hayley had always admired her sense of style and how confident she seemed to be in what she wore or designed. She could easily see Grace having a fashion line of her own one day. She'd certainly love to have an original piece, though Hayley doubted she could do it justice. "Oh never say that about your designs. I think that is just as much as any other medium. You're still creating something original that came from somewhere within you." Hayley hoped she didn't sound too cheesy as she encouraged Grace.<br/><br/>"I think we are both real artist," she said softly and stepped farther into the room. Stepping over to the table Grace was working at, "Yeah I can only imagine how hard creating something for Durmstrang can be. They always come off as so strict, they have some great possible color schemes. But I imagine they don't really have a lot to express themselves with. But I am sure you can figure something out," she nodded confidently, "I wonder if they would let the other students wear the uniforms?" she asked no one in particular.<br/><br/>"Oh...me...no," she shook her head, "I think putting my name in would only lead to a great deal of hilarity. And I'd hate to let the whole school down," Hayley spoke as a light blush came to her features. "No I'm not cheering for anyone in particular, well beyond our school as a whole," she explained as the blush faded. Hayley didn't really have a crush, but that wasn't too strange for her. She always was the shy wallflower, "What about you, going to enter or cheer on someone in particular?"