<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rhGXH3lae-U/VCnT-In7KMI/AAAAAAAAKIc/WIbQnbxxupE/s1600/IMG_3681.JPG)</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> Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674643#msg14674643)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | Fifth<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggleborn (?)<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ½ inch | Pear | Unicorn Hair<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Unicorn Onesie (https://www.lolaliza.com/dw/image/v2/AAUM_PRD/on/demandware.static/-/Sites-lolaliza-catalog/default/dw1f183b9a/images/15000386_1001_01.jpg?sw=556&amp;sh=680&amp;sm=fit)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 5th October, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Grace's Private Single Dorm Room <br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Girls Just Wanna Have Fun<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Avril Lavigne - Hello Kitty (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LiaYDPRedWQ)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mack | (Mentioning: Corey) | Closed</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Despite Mack acting like Grace’s apology had fallen on deaf ears, or was at the very least entirely set on waving it off, the lavender haired Gryffindor still deemed it necessary to apologize. She came across as a little jealous, despite herself, though she didn’t mean to sound that way against her friend… about her<em>best</em>friend!<br/><br/>The fact that she was flustered was clear on her face, as Grace sighed at the screen in front of them, with the results from the Cosmo quiz in a big, pink square. When Mack voiced her concern about screwing things up, she blinked in confusion. “What? No, it’s alright.” She shook her head at her friend, wrinkling her nose. Was Mack worried about saying the wrong thing?<br/><br/>Surely Grace wasn’t all that fragile.<br/><br/>Then again, when it came to matters of the heart, as Mack specified, perhaps things tended to change. That was something Grace understood. Friendships could remain as friendships through thick and thin, but once the topic of romance entered the fold, things tended to get complicated. At the very least, it made things feel different.<br/><br/>Like with the three of them - Corey, Grace and Mack. If they started dating, then they would want to spend more time together, which meant Grace would get to see Corey much less. The notion left a sour pit in her stomach. And with Corey’s comment being what it was at the idea of seeing Mack naked, Grace had been convinced of his feelings.<br/><br/>But, she wasn’t sure how those feelings made<em>her</em>feel…<br/><br/>Mack pulled out her phone and showed the message to Grace again, reminding her of the interaction. Grace leaned in and tucked a bit of hair behind her ear as her head tilted toward the phone. She felt herself smile at Corey’s avatar picture. It was just a natural reaction to seeing his handle. She chuckled at the comment of geezer clothes being comfortable. “Of course they were.”<br/><br/>Her eyebrow waggle made Grace giggle a little harder, just before Mack pointed out Corey’s comment. Grace re-read it but still got the prickling feeling inside of her that it meant Corey was excited about the idea of seeing Mack naked. She tried to keep her pout from being too noticeable, but she couldn’t quite help it. “Eh…” she groaned softly.<br/><br/>Mack tugged her face mask off and made Grace flinch at how painful it looked. She even hissed through clenched teeth and raised a hand to fan Mack’s skin, which looked like it smarted. “Oh, bugger. Your skin looks wicked red.” Thankfully there were excess oils to rub into her flesh and as Mack did that, her skin started to calm.<br/><br/>She then explained Corey’s comment like a play by play, which frankly, Grace needed. Corey wasn’t saying he wanted to see Mack naked, but rather, he remarked about their conversation as a whole. Maybe she was right, though Grace hadn’t thought of it that way, initially. Mack reminded Grace that guys thought with their pricks and she felt her cheeks burn.<br/><br/>She blinked rapidly, suddenly thinking about Corey… and HIS prick.<br/><br/>“Thankfully, Mack leaned away to grab some more unicorn munch, giving her a chance to hide her face in her hands as she slowly and gently peeled the gold mask off of her face. Once the gold was off, she rubbed her fingertips along her face and spread the moisture into her skin with small circular motions. Then Mack mentioned that if they were both naked in the same room, Corey would likely only notice her.<br/><br/>Grace froze in place for a moment. Her eyes opened to flash a glance at Mack. “I… I mean… I don’t think…” She tried to start a few sentences, but none of them worked out. Grace sighed a bit, knowing her blush was crossing over the bridge of her nose by that point. “I’m his best friend… so, maybe he’d be staring at me because he’s never thought of me naked before.” She tried out the words, though they sounded uncertain even as she spoke them.<br/><br/>“We’re best friends, Mack. That’s it. And I’d hate for anything to change that.” She confessed, finishing with the product on her face and standing to discard her golden mask. She reached for Mack’s tiger mask and tossed it into the wastebasket, along with her own. Looking down at her legs - hidden by her furry onesie - she posed with one hand on her waist and a hip curved outward. “I dunno about daaaaays,” she giggled, talking about her legs.<br/><br/>Hm. Maybe she should show off her legs a little more often around Corey. Just... as an experiment.