<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/JOsOdBT.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> Same as in picture<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Sunday, 13 October | Mid afternoon<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Quidditch bleachers | Quidditch field <br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> X's and O's<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Bebe Rexha - I'm a Mess (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LdH7aFjDzjI)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Cai | Closed</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Now, more than ever, Grace was stricken by Cai’s handsome and mysterious nature. Despite their relationship last year, she sometimes still felt as if she barely knew him at all. Perhaps initially it lured her in. His mystery was intriguing, at least in the beginning. But, after a while, she started to notice the patterns and his similarities to her father were too numerous to ignore.<br/><br/>Before he approached her, Grace noticed the sigh that spilled from his mouth. A pang hit her all at once, a pang she felt when they were dating fairly often, towards the end. It was a pang from not knowing how to read him. Even something that was normally relatively easy to read, like body language.<br/><br/>She smiled just the same when he sat beside her. He agreed that it had been a long time since they last saw each other. It wasn’t that Grace had been actively avoiding him in the halls since the start of the year, but that they hadn’t bumped into each other until now had admittedly been alright with her.<br/><br/>Cai sat down, not looking at her, his gaze as distant as ever. When he opened his mouth to speak, his words surprised Grace. Her brows perked. “Hm?” She questioned, but she knew what he was speaking to. He went on to explain himself a little further. He knew that he was distant and admitted that it was something he was dealing with.<br/><br/>She felt her smile fade a little as she leaned back slightly and rearranged her legs so that they were crossed at the ankles. “I hope you do too,” she sincerely expressed, then sighed at how it came out sounding. “Just… I remember wondering what you were thinking all the time. It worried me to the point where it popped up in my dreams. I felt like I couldn’t ask you ever, either.” She shrugged a shoulder, shaking her head slightly.<br/><br/>Maybe this was some bit of closure that they both needed. Why else would Grace suddenly start talking about this sort of thing? She glanced at him, hopeful that he was taking this well. “I sometimes would wait. At the end.” Grace paused, her gaze falling to her hands in her lap. “I’d wait for you to initiate, to tell me something about yourself, to share with me.” Grace’s posture slumped a bit. “That was when I knew. When I lost track of the days.”<br/><br/>Grace nudged Cai, gently. “I’m only telling this to you for… closure, I s’pose. Hope that’s alright. But, I know you can do it. Whatever that’s worth.” She chuckled faintly. Conversations with an ex weren’t always this uncomfortable, were they?