<div class="floatleft">(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rhGXH3lae-U/VCnT-In7KMI/AAAAAAAAKIc/WIbQnbxxupE/s1600/IMG_3681.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> Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14674643#msg14674643)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | Fifth<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggleborn (?)<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 9 ½ inch | Pear | Unicorn Hair<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Unicorn Onesie (https://www.lolaliza.com/dw/image/v2/AAUM_PRD/on/demandware.static/-/Sites-lolaliza-catalog/default/dw1f183b9a/images/15000386_1001_01.jpg?sw=556&amp;sh=680&amp;sm=fit)<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 5th October, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Grace's Private Single Dorm Room <br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Girls Just Wanna Have Fun<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Avril Lavigne - Hello Kitty (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LiaYDPRedWQ)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mack | (Mentioning: Corey) | Closed</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Grace reached over for another portion of unicorn munch, feeling as if she could use the pick-me-up. It was decent timing, too, considering Mack’s following words. She mentioned that she thought the best friends would eventually become a couple. Grace was about to take a bite when this was said, so her mouth was suspended open already, but instead of gazing at the sugary goodness she held in front of her, she was gaping at the redhead.<br/><br/>She went on to say that while she might not be the best judge of romance, considering she didn’t believe in commitment, that didn’t mean it wasn’t for everyone. Two such people, she pointed out, were her parents. By this point, Grace had to lower her arm and shut her gob. Mack didn’t often speak about her family, but the story of how her parents met at school and were mates for years first was quite fitting.<br/><br/>Smiling at the story about how he had been stood up and his future wife took him out so that his suit wouldn’t go to waste, Grace found her way to the edge of the bed again, bringing her knees up and partially sitting on her ankles and heels. “That’s so cute,” she murmured, picking off a bit of munch and popping it into her mouth. Grace noticed that Mack’s resulting smile appeared forced or that something was off about it, but she didn’t press.<br/><br/>Popping a few more pieces of munch into her mouth, Grace pondered over whether something like that would happen between Corey and herself. The idea of him getting all fit for a date with some girl was not one that sat well with her, though. Mack mentioned that the best relationships begin as friendships because it sets the proper foundation. “That makes sense,” she agreed, truly unable to deny the logic behind the words. “Problem is ruining that friendship.”<br/><br/>When she pointed out that Grace must have had some sort of feelings for Corey, considering how bothered she was about the Wiztacast comment, the lavender haired girl stopped mid-chew. “Is that right?” She asked, much more quietly, her gaze fading to focus on something off in the distance. Mack encouraged her to think on it. She mentioned music when they hung out and Grace chuckled.<br/><br/>“I’m not sure. I think about music and have songs in my head so often, but when I’m hanging out with Corey… I don’t have anything in my head.” She confessed. “I suppose I’m too busy keeping up with him or concentrating on our conversation.” The apples of her cheeks went slightly pink. “Cor, that sounds so lame.” She laughed at herself, finishing up the portion of munch in her hand.<br/><br/>“Anyway, enough about me. Tell me more about your penpal from Durmstrang. I’m quite surprised they allow him to write to someone from a competing school, at all!”<br/>It was high time they got off the topic of her and Corey, and onto some sort of topic pertaining to Mack, instead. Hopefully, those waters were a bit less muddy.