<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/0OlFgMX.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/A5xScp0.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><br/><strong>NAME:</strong> Addison Snow (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14660328#msg14660328)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff, Seventh<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 11 ¼ inches / Dogwood / White River Monster Spine / Surprisingly Swishy and Flexible (https://i.imgur.com/ZLtC9NW.jpg)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> This right here! (https://i.imgur.com/hLbQJgm.jpg)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> October 26th, Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse --Dining Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Groovin’ and movin’. <br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Love It If We Made It (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Wl1B7DPegc)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Cai, Loveday, Eliza, Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>By the time her thighs were screaming, her lungs were aching and sweat glistened on every visible inch of her body, Addison finally decided that it was time to throw in the towel and get some more drinks. She had lost Loveday somewhere in the pulsing music and bumping bodies, but with a good grip on Cai’s hand, she managed to keep the Ravenclaw snared tight. It took a little work to get through everyone, but upon seeing that the bar was already quite crowded, she steered them away from the booze and to the dining room. It looked a lot quieter and she was famished.<br/><br/>The Icelandic woman collapsed in a chair at the moment they reached a free table, her grin stretched out from ear to ear. She had to pluck up a small folded menu to use as a fan. She was sweating. “You must be overheating in that suit,” Or maybe it was the alcohol she had consumed beforehand? Her buzz was humming, that wonderful, elated feeling of having less cares than what she started with that evening. Desperately, like so many others around them, she had wanted to work out her stress through the music and some libations towards her troubles. And it had worked. She never overindulged, but she hadn’t been this buzzed in quite some time.<br/><br/>Luckily, her words weren’t slurring, but her accent seemed thicker and huskier than it already was. “Dior really outdid herself this time. This place looks amazing -and absolutely creepy. If people weren’t lining up outside the door when I got here, I probably would have waited for you outside.”<br/><br/>A familiar woman who never spoke approached their seat. Addison ordered another glass of champagne, and ice water to accompany it. The server looked at Cai for his request next and then sauntered off without a sound.<br/><br/>“Creepy, how she does that.” Addison voiced, then bit into a roll that had magically appeared on the plate. Much like meals at Hogwarts, plates seemed to summon food without question at these parties. Addison drank half of her glass of water before speaking again. “I’m glad you made it.”<br/>