<div class="floatleft">(http://folkr.fr/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/pomme-interview-voix-a-croquer-folkr-04.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/yuExVFv.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Angela Tilbury (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674503#msg14674503)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Slytherin, Third Year<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Pureblood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 15 inches, Fir, Unicorn tail hair, Rigid<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, October 26th, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Henlo<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Ariana Grande - no tears left to cry (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ffxKSjUwKdU)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Elizabeth, Open<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> Valentin</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Elizabeth's smile was a thing of itself, radiant despite the dimly lit and reddened atmosphere. She mentioned some people would miss out on the party, which was true, despite Angela's babbling. She then hinted that the bar and the party itself weren't so bad, which prompted Angela to laugh, slightly embarrassed. She didn't mean to belittle anyone, especially not Elizabeth, and she hoped she didn't take it that way. Even so, Angela had no idea of Elizabeth's reputation at parties. Once Angela mentioned there were other ways to have fun at parties than drink, Elizabeth seemed surprised as she finished her glass of champagne.<br/><br/><em>"Really? What would they be?"</em><br/><br/>"Oh, hmm, well," Angela began, glancing around to see what other people were doing. "There's dancing and uh, conversing," she continued, the smile on her face turning into a laugh as she looked back at Elizabeth. "Among other things..." she added, leaving the rest to imagination, noticing Valentin standing alone not far away. "People watching, if you're into... that," she cautiously suggested, glancing at the brunette. "See this bloke? He just got dumped, the poor man, he looks miserable. Who's gonna take care of the unheard song playlists? Who's gonna have custody of the Netflix account? All because he still lived with his nan," she made up the story on the go, shaking her head at the end, like she actually felt sympathy for Valentin's imaginary struggles.<br/><br/>Maybe she read too many novels, but making up stories for strangers had been a fun way to pass time at Hogwarts since she entered.