<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/QnmR31H.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> Avatar Full Length (https://i.imgur.com/luxQ671.png)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Tuesday, September 3rd, 2019 | Afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hufflepuff Common Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Moody Curt...Lounging...Nothing Much.<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Bad Reputation - Joan Jett (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4XTkt5riFqs)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Addison Snow</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>A smile crossed his lips as he looked at his phone as he felt Addison fluff up his hair. Curt actually really liked people playing with his hair and he liked Addison as a person, so he didn't mind the gesture at all. His eyes flicked up and he immediately recognized what she was doing. Fez was hiding somewhere. He liked the little ferret. He'd never thought to take up a familiar. Curt didn't feel responsible enough to care for a familiar or a pet. He liked other people's pets and familiars though. Except cats. Dior had that stupid white cat that always hounded him whenever he went to their place. It wanted to get it's white fur all over his black clothes and he was sure Dior got some sick pleasure out of the fact that it made him breakout and sneeze.<br/><br/>He perked an eyebrow as she commented that it was possible him sitting in here alone was bothersome. Okay, so maybe it was a little out of the ordinary for him. And what was she playing with the Slytherin comment? He hadn't been that terribly obvious about his feelings for Dior. At least he hadn't thought he had been. Maybe she didn't mean anything by it at all, "You know how they say<em>'no rest for the wicked'</em>? It's bullocks. The wicked need more rest than the average person," he smiled, "Can't spread my deviousness if I'm feeling unrested."<br/><br/>Climbing up, he slipped his phone into his back pocket and started looking about the room as she was. He lifted pillows and shook out discarded coats and blankets to look for the ferret, "A name for Addison Snow? Cause you don't already have an incredible name?" he chuckled softly, "Pure Snow...no...hmmmm...Danger Noodle," that's what he called Fez sometimes, "Ice Noodle! I'm terrible at this."<br/><br/>"Have a decent as can be summer?" he lifted a pillow and found a toad slumbering under it, "Someone lost their toad."