<div class="floatleft">(https://gl-images.condecdn.net/image/JnRkM4o1Gxg/crop/1440/0.5235602094240838/f/inthefrow_glamour_18oct18_insta_sf.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> This outfit (http://s3cdn-test-lookbooknu.netdna-ssl.com/files/looks/medium/2015/02/12/4313263_tumblr_nd51g6Sxyn1qbqqkho1_500.jpg?1423755160)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Sunday, 15 September, 2019 | Lunch time<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Black Lake <br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> A not so new face<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Psy - New Face (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OwJPPaEyqhI)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Angela | Open</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Grace was running late for lunch. It was hardly an unusual occurrence for the platinum haired girl to be tardy, though she tried her best to keep from running late for classes. Yet, since she only wore a watch if it went with her fashion forward outfit, Grace was reliant on her smartphone for the time. Yet, when on a walk through nature, it wasn’t often that she tugged her phone from her jacket pocket and regarded the time.<br/><br/>However, when her stomach started to growl at her, she knew she had been walking along the shore for too long. Grace hurried away from the edge of the lake and huffed and puffed as she walked at a rather steep angle up the slanted slopes that led to the marsh. “Phew,” she groaned aloud upon reaching one of the very few trees that resided there. Hunched over slightly, Grace took a few moments to catch her breath.<br/><br/>When she straightened up again and turned to head toward the castle, she noticed Angela, sitting with a book, leaned up against the base of a larger tree. “Whale, whale, whale.” She murmured, pointing to the lake behind them, as if that would explain the reference to her pun. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt,” she dropped her hand, then tilted her chin toward the book in Angela’s lap. “I was just headed back in for lunch. But, I had to pop over and say hi to my one and only fashion blog fan.” Grace chuckled, referring back to Angela’s comment to her post about fall outfits.