<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/JOsOdBT.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> Same as in picture<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Sunday, 13 October | Mid afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Quidditch bleachers | Quidditch field <br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> X's and O's<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Bebe Rexha - I'm a Mess (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LdH7aFjDzjI)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Cai | Closed</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Grace heard footsteps before she raised her head to see who had created the sound. Yet, who her gaze met was not who she had been expecting. For some reason, she figured it would be Corey who had followed her there, or at the very least, decided to check on her. In a way, she was disappointed. Not because it was Cai, her ex-boyfriend, who had started to approach after meeting her gaze, perhaps out of a certain sense of obligation. Rather, because when she realized it wasn’t Corey, she recognized a feeling of longing.<br/><br/>Since when did she pine for Corey?<br/><br/>She shook her head and willed those thoughts from her mind, waving at Cai as he came closer. “Hullo, Cai.” Her smile was a somber one, but it still existed nevertheless. Out of habit, she reached out beside her and patted the bleacher next to her. “Have a seat, if you want.” She offered, taking her hand back to rest it against her lap, folding one leg over the other. “It has,” she nodded at his words. It had been a bit of time. All summer, actually. They had broken up before summer vacation, last year, knowing that their relationship wouldn’t last since they were both heading in quite different directions, both literally and metaphorically.<br/><br/>It was for the best and Grace maintained loads of good memories with him, so she hoped they could still manage to be amicable with one another. Though, being friends with exes was always tricky business, wasn’t it? “How was your summer?” She paused for only a beat before asking her next question. “Come here for a bit of a think, have you?” Grace asked, implying that was the reason for her to be sitting in the first row of otherwise completely vacant bleachers. She had to admit, she wondered what Cai was out here thinking on.