<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/MA22noE.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> Curtis "Curt" Roark (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14654145#msg14654145)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Hufflepuff 7th Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 10'', Dogwood, Unicorn Hair, very stiff and straight (https://pm1.narvii.com/6506/c464ab22ecb450fbb6fea0aab93986aa74e2fa00_hq.jpg)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> You ready for a freakshow? (https://i.imgur.com/fCUZfmu.jpg) Plus the sunglasses from avatar in his hair.<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> 6 September, 2019 | Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Stairs | Heading Towards Hufflepuff Common Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Being a shitty friend.<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Extraordinary Rendition - Sons of an Illustrious Father (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JtigvvSPJxM)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Derek Darley | CLOSED </td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Seeing Derek, he felt his stomach sink a little. Curt wasn't a coward, but he did feel a little cowardly in this moment. He didn't like that feeling. He didn't like admitting that there might be something he had trouble handling, but there was just no doubting the urge to turn around and take off in the other direction. It was too late though. Derek had seen him as he popped his sun glasses down over his eyes and started calling his name.<br/><br/>He tensed as the other wizard wrapped a hand around his shoulder and made him turn to face him. This was worse than dealing with Dior at the moment. There was a part of Curt that was getting to the point where he didn't care what Dior did anymore. Derek wasn't his sister though and he'd treated his friend like he was her, "Hey..." he said lowly as he pushed his sun glasses back up into his hair, "I, uh..." he hadn't outright lied to Derek about his reasons for not hanging out. He had worked more this summer, but it was work that Derek would have usually come along with for, not his supermarket stock boy job.<br/><br/>"All summer, yeah..." they might have got a little time in together if Dior had waited a few weeks before playing her games with him, but it happened pretty much right at the beginning of the summer, "I'm not gonna say sorry, cause that's stupid," he admitted. Sorry was for people who didn't mean to do what they did. Curt had done it and he knew he had to own up to it, "I just had some stuff going on and..." Curt shook his head a little, "I didn't want to drag you into it."<br/><br/>"I know that's shit for an excuse," should he tell Derek the reason why? It wasn't like Derek could say it was a lie. Curt had the proof on his phone. He'd even texted Derek that night asking if Dior was home, "I just wasn't sure how to talk about it, so I just avoided it."