<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e2/Cece_Huff_11.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Cecilia Price (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg14079007#msg14079007)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>This outfit (https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/pretty-little-liars/images/b/b6/Lucy-Hale--Hollister-Clothing-2014--03.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20150813122839&path-prefix=fr) with these heels (https://www.fsjshoes.com/media/catalog/product/cache/1/image/600x600/602f0fa2c1f0d1ba5e241f914e856ff9/n/j/nj080116.jpg) and rose gold infinity promise ring (http://cdn.supadupa.me/shop/20655/images/1923111/il_fullxfull.545557617_qg05_grande.jpg)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Pureblood<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Chestnut | Dragon Heartstring | 9 ¼ inches | Slightly bendy<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Hufflepuff | First<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Friday, 29 September 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Hufflepuff Common Room<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Material girl living in a material world<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>How to Love - Cash Cash ft. Sofia Reyes (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=peByeoQhjMM)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Preston<br/><hr/><br/>The halls of Hogwarts had been buzzing with the talk of Aaric Balor’s bonfire taking place at the Black Lake after dinner. Cece made sure to pass a note to Preston during a lecture - not so much asking as telling - about how they should attend. Any reason to show off her promise ring and the boy that gave it to her, was worthwhile in her mind. Besides, getting cozy between the fire and Preston certainly had its perks.<br/><br/>After dinner, when Cece made sure to drill Preston about the arrangements they had made to attend, even quizzing him about it to be sure he wouldn’t forget, she darted for her dorm to get ready. Getting ready, Preston would soon come to find out, often included a nap. This evening was no different. She magicked an alarm to wake her after a twenty minute refresher, squeezing in every additional minute of beauty rest that she could.<br/><br/>During that time, it was highly likely that Preston was already finished getting ready and left to wait on one of the couches in the Hufflepuff common room. Not that it bothered Cece, or made her rush whatsoever. If anything, knowing he was waiting for her may have made Cece prolong her efforts. If they were to spend a lifetime together, he’d need to start getting used to waiting.<br/><br/>Why not get him properly trained to become perfect husband material early? Besides, he could very much do with a bit of practice. Or loads of practice, more like.<br/><br/>Once she woke up, Cece went about the rest of her primping and polishing routine. She freshened up in the bathroom, did her hair with a nice gentle wave and applied enough makeup to look as if she were glowing. When that was done, Cece smiled at herself in the mirror, kissing her reflection once, before then getting dressed. She chose casual attire, figuring it was best for a lakeside bonfire.<br/><br/>Besides, her clothes were bound to reek of smoke by the time the night was over. Best not stink up an expensive outfit.<br/><br/>A romper was an easy choice, one with flowy material and light blues, so that she would match the water. Then, a thin, black long-sleeved top over that would compliment the nightfall. Finally, a hint of color for contrast was in order, so a thicker, maroon sweater seemed just right. She slid her feet into sandal wedges which matched the sweater just so and deemed herself ready.<br/><br/>She was clueless as to how long it took her to get ready, but she was sure that Preston was still waiting for her as he ought. If not, well, there would be major problems.<br/><br/>Cece’s sandals clacked along the floor lightly as she carried herself from her dorm room to the living room. Thankfully - for him - Preston was there. He had nodded off at some point, but he was there, propped up on a chair, waiting for her. Smiling impishly, she snuck closer to him, waited until she was just in front of him, her knees nearly touching his, and brought her hands to either side of his face.<br/><br/>She tilted his head backward so that he’d be looking up at her from his seated position. Cece beamed down at him, almost looking as if she had some sort of devious plan. But, rather than say anything, she bent herself down and pressed a kiss to the corner of his lips. “Shall we, Future Husband?”