<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/>Curt was good at reading a crowd. He knew when to amp it up and when to pull back. Even he knew there were certain things he should do and he needed to be able to see that in people. He could tell when people were uncomfortable and whether to push that button or not. Some people wanted that button pushed. It was one thing to see someone freaking out about him sticking a needle in his face and doing it to see them scream in delight; but it was was another to see someone uncomfortable about a sensitive subject that pushing could have undesired consquences. He could see the way her shoulders flexed a little and how she lifted her voice almost unnaturally. He stood straight watching her as she talked and took care to actually fold a cloak.<br/><br/>Curt couldn't say he knew a whole lot about Addison. They were friends, but it wasn't the way he was friends with someone like Derek or even Joanna. It was a more quiet friendship. They didn't get personal with each other. He couldn't remember ever having a 'deep' conversation with Addison. Not that he didn't feel like he couldn't do that with her. Hell, Curt could probably have a deep conversation with a Niffler. He wasn't shy about anything. There was a quietness about Addison that he could see. It wasn't a verbal quietness. No. She was always willing to stick up for people and voice herself, but there was just something behind it and he chose never to push it. He was seeing that quietness right now.<br/><br/>"Sorry to hear that," he commented about the internship, "That sucks. A lot," he never had this much trouble segwaying into the whole<em>'you can talk to me about it if you want'</em>with other people. It felt awkward with Addison for some reason. Like he didn't want to bring it up and make her talk about something she felt sad about, even if she wanted to talk about it. Curt didn't like making people sad on purpose. This shouldn't be so hard. He liked Addison as a person. Respected her too.<br/><br/>He smirked as he watched the little noodle slinking his way out and looking for the bag she had shook. She was good with animals, "There's the little danger noodle himself," he chuckled, "Ah, summer...eh..." he scratched the back of his head a little, "It wasn't<em>bad</em>. I have a feeling some of it's about to come bite me in the ass in a few days," he couldn't avoid Derek and Dior forever. It was going to have to be talked about soon enough, "Shows went well. Joanna helped me a lot," which most people knew Derek was his go-to for assistance, "I got people to staple bank notes to my chest. Funny thing, once you bleed on it, they don't want it back and you get to keep it," he smiled wide, "Gotta think of a way to make it work with the wizarding crowd though. Can't really have them hammering coins to my chest, that might hurt a little more than a few staples with some long term damage. I'm going to call it Money Man though."