<div class="floatleft">(https://festivalreviewsdotorg.files.wordpress.com/2016/05/greggsulkin.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/f/f3/DurmstrangCrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20160112161151)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Aaren Sandstrom (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658128#msg14658128)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Fifth<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 inch | Redwood | Dragon Heartstring <br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Durmstrang Male Uniform<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 2 September, 2019 | Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hallway beyond Dining Hall <br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Memories<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Fall Out Boy - Phoenix (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5JqY-6q-RNA)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nadia | Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Sometimes Aaren felt like he didn’t quite fit in at Durmstrang. Sure, he could hold his own when it came to lifting weights, he trained just as hard as everyone else did day in and day out, and still managed to keep from breaking. The school may have toughened him up in ways he couldn’t have on his own and the rigorous schedules may have kept him out of trouble. But, he wondered how school would have been if he were granted enough freedom to carve his own path.<br/><br/>Then again, that would have meant never meeting or dating Nadia. So, he couldn’t linger on thoughts like those for too long.<br/><br/>She confirmed that she planned to enter the Tournament as well, then cryptically commented about how the worry should happen once champions were chosen. Still, he felt his brows furrow at the words she chose. They sounded so familiar. A second later, it came to him. The ABBA song. “The game is on again, a lover or a friend, a big thing or a small.” Of all the lines in that song, those were the ones that felt most fitting pertaining to their relationship.<br/><br/>Or maybe he was still living in the past, chasing a shadow that had long since vanished.<br/><br/>Nadia reminded him that her dinner was still waiting for her in the Dining Hall, and with laced fingers behind her back - which naturally made her chest stick out a bit - of course, his gaze had to drift to them, despite himself. He shook his head when she coyly mentioned she would stay if he gave her a reason to. Aaren wanted to say something smooth, to press her against the wall and kiss her like he meant it. But he was at a complete loss, with his heart sunk into his gut.<br/><br/>“I, erm…” He felt his face screw up. “What… did you have in mind?” He heard himself ask the question and immediately regretted it, his nerves getting the better of him for reasons he didn’t understand, and in the moment, severely did not appreciate.