<div class="floatleft">(https://i.mdel.net/i/db/2018/3/877568/877568-800w.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Corinne Bailey (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16079073#msg16079073)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>18th August, 2022 | 9 PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Luxury tent | Quidditch Trillenium Stadium<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Same as picture with these heels (https://www.brides.com/thmb/mEps6ds3g9kkyolTWCxMPuHi7HM=/3650x3650/filters:fill(auto,1)/CM-001-b1cf232f372b4c59a92c0a60847285c3.jpg)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Preparing for the Quidditch World Cup Final<br/><strong>Mood Music:</strong>Rush - Aly & AJ (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLKiKJ8FYoA)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><del>Ibrahim Berkes (Heartsink)</del>| Devon MacMichaels (Swashbuckler)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It didn’t take long for the popcorn that had been cupped in Corinne’s hand to find its way to the floor after Devon found reason to spit his butterbeer out and all over her. Both of her hands went skyward while her jaw dropped open and she gasped in utter disdain and disgust.<br/><br/>Shooting up from her seat in order to stand, her fingers curled and her eyes darted down to examine the damage done to her outfit. All the while, Devon was coughing out some sort of a reply, but Corinne wasn’t listening and at that point was sorry she had even asked.<br/><br/>“Whatever!” She shouted at him, just in time for Devon to seemingly become aware of the mess that he’d made all over her expensive outfit. He apologized loudly and picked up a pile of napkins, before starting to blot at her pants and shirt, which really was more like patting her all over.<br/><br/>By that point, Corinne merely looked down at Devon as he tried to pick up the stains with paper napkins. “Getting a good groping in, are you?” Corinne asked pointedly, before shoving Devon away with a finger on his forehead. Her free hand pointed down at her front, and she easily spoke a spell.<br/><br/>“Scourgify.” Her wand wasn’t even with her, she had cast the spell with only her hand pointed downward at her stained clothes. Almost immediately, a swirl of magic burst from her fingertip and scrubbed away the stains on her jeans and crop top, leaving both spotless once again.<br/><br/>She let out a bit of a scoffing chuckle then. “You said you<em>do</em>attend Hogwarts, right?” Her perfectly sculpted brow raised super high as she eventually made her way back to her seat, tossing the napkins out of the way.