<div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/fe0a70a845b810285990b83043b9c7f8/tumblr_inline_r1xjm65c7n1xwiqat_500.gif)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Yasmin Berkes (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339010.msg16110956#msg16110956)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>September 1st, 2022 | Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hogwarts Express<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Floral dress, denim jacket & ankle boots. (https://64.media.tumblr.com/81a058ae3dc8f27c877e6f8dc85e4fc2/e7a9730c17527c9d-f0/s250x400/f9bf5272d63165c328a08598f81ccd4d789b6b7f.png)<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Travelling & chatting<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ibrahim Berkes (Heartsink), open!<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Yasmin was quick to notice that Ibrahim took a moment to judge the way she'd made herself comfortable before he himself moved further into the booth to sit down himself. She rolled her eyes slightly at his chastising, but decided to compromise. Rather than put her feet down, she just pulled her knees closer to her body so she was still fairly comfortable, but there was place for someone else to sit if other students came by.<br/><br/>Her attention shifted from the way she was sitting to focus on what Ibrahim said in response to her question about the professors. What she gathered was that they were all fairly good teachers, because if there was anything she was sure her brother would complain about with regards to their teachers, she was sure it'd be quality of education. That didn't come up, nor was Yasmin overly bothered by it, but it was still nice to know nonetheless.<br/><br/>"Nonsensical antics, huh?" Yasmin seemed rather amused by this. It seemed what Ibrahim found nonsensical, Yasmin might find fun, so she was curious to see how Ancient Runes would go this year. "That sounds like a class I might enjoy," she remarked, being a bit dismissive about the grades aspect of it. She knew that was an area she needed to focus on for improvement, but perhaps if the class was interesting enough with a professor who made it interesting, she actually<em>would</em>improve.<br/><br/>"University isn't<em>all</em>about grades, you know," she added, expression shifting into one of disgust as she bit into a horribly flavoured jellybean. She popped another one in, which was fortunately sweeter, and then held the box out to Ibrahim in case he wanted to sample one. "But I guess you know that since you've got a girlfriend. Where is she, by the way?" Yasmin thought she would have joined them by now.