<div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/e1ac6f6d1d72585707139544c9b7c7f2/tumblr_neissmQCYv1swwx3co9_250.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joey Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | Fifth<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half Blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 13 ½ inch | Red Oak | Rougarou Hair<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> White V neck shirt, Jeans<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Monday, 2nd September, 2019 | Late evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Kitchens | Gryffindor Common Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Saying hi to a friend<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Wiley Ft. Shakka - Certified (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LiS1ZBgRjWM)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Grace, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Joey's voice was almost hoarse after dinner. He'd been hollering half way down the table to just about everyone he recognised, and then hollering twice as loud to the other tables. Ever enthusiastic he never quite adapted to being calm at dinner. Regardless of his lacking voice he'd been grinning the whole way back up to the dorms, where he continued to catch up with those he'd not seen over the summer. It always felt like it'd been forever since he'd seen any of them.<br/><br/>A little time in the common room laughing and joking, volume and exuberance making him gather a good deal of attention as always. This continued until various Gryffindors began to peel off to their rooms. It was fair, tonight. For once Joey didn't tease anyone for leaving early. They'd had a fairly long day already and he was fairly tired himself. When there wasn't many others left he retired too, spending a while kicking back on his bed.<br/><br/>Music blaring in his earphones as always he bobbed his head in time, not really feeling ready for bed but not having anyone to kill time with. Eventually the time spent lazing was simply too long. He'd lost all track of it, but in his idleness he'd got pretty hungry. Setting his earphones down before rising from bed, still in jeans and a pretty noticeably deep V neck, he headed for the common room to see if he could scrounge something.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As soon as he stepped in he saw Grace bent over setting the cookies at the table and grinned. He recognised her before she'd stood up, which probably said a fair bit about where his eyes drifted. "Wagwan Grace!" His voice was as enthusiastic as ever despite the sheer amount of time he'd spent talking today. He got on well with Grace, she was one of the more fun ones around here. And they'd been in a fair few of the same classes for long enough at this point, even if they generally excelled in different areas.<br/><br/>Heading over he nodded at her in greeting, once she'd faced him. "How's gyal doin' this year?" He asked on approach, as he rarely got told what was going on after his first greeting. When closer he could smell the cookies, lighting up when he remembered Grace's tradition. "Yes!" He exclaimed, glancing over Grace's shoulder to see what she'd cooked up this year. As his standard greeting for just about anyone Joey brought his hand up, gesturing for a 'Proper handshake' (https://previews.123rf.com/images/martialred/martialred1803/martialred180300073/98151161-soul-brother-handshake-thumb-clasp-handshake-or-homie-handshake-line-art-vector-icon-for-apps-and-we.jpg) as he'd call it.