<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/67/62/b6/6762b6de28ab1f9d1d01bb14ce3c6c09.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> Joey Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | Fifth<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half Blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 13 ½ inch | Red Oak | Rougarou Hair<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> White Tank Top, Gym Shorts<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Late Morning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Hogwarts Gym | Just Leaving<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Working Out<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Lethal Bizzle - Going to the Gym (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5pTPHU2g4Ws)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Eliza Campbell</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Joey couldn't be happy that Eliza seemed very good at keeping things light hearted. She didn't seem the type to make things that did not exist of a situation. He nodded when she said he was welcome, lightly smiling at her Aussie slang. It was entertaining to say the least and made a welcome change from the posher students here.<br/><br/>He kept his dark eyes on hers as she reacted to his flirtatious language. Of all the people he'd known he had to say this one, above just about everyone, managed to wear her heart right on her sleeve. There was certainly no doubt how she felt, easily reading her bright expression and feeling encouraged. Flirting was one thing, but Joey could think of a more fun way to spend the afternoon than idly flirting. Sure, he had a party to attend later, but he never took long to get ready.<br/><br/>As soon as she stepped forward he accepted the linked arm, ever so slightly encouraging her in for the light kiss. She did well to blend boldness with some social grace, and even Joey didn't want to be yelled at for misbehaving in the school corridors. He had some respect for the place. It was soft but encouraging, and he kept a bright smile on his own lips as he began to lead her on through the corridors, falling unusually quiet while he tried to work out what on earth a 'Larrikin was'.