<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/46/Grace_Gryff_7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=284413.msg13998471#msg13998471)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>This outfit (https://www.inthefrow.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/09/P9250243.jpg)<br/><strong>Blood Status:</strong>Muggleborn<br/><strong>Wand</strong>: Vine | Fairy Wing | 9 ½ inches | Unyielding<br/><strong>House/Year</strong>: Gryffindor | Second<br/><strong>Date</strong>: Saturday, 2 September 2017<br/><strong>Time/Day:</strong>Midmorning<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Gryffindor Dorm -> Empty Classroom<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Delivering on promises<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>Flume - Say It (Feat. Tove Lo) Illenium Remix (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=80AlC3LaPqQ&list=RDDvtj4fzSkiw&index=5)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Corey<br/><hr/><br/>Grace erupted into a fit of laughter when Corey’s hand flew off of the pillow it had been resting upon, at the notion that it might be covered with bodily fluids. Perhaps Corey was right about the cleaning charm, or perhaps it was just wishful thinking on his part. She looked around the room again, only aware that she had been slightly quivering when she took a step closer. She hoped Corey didn’t notice it.<br/><br/>As she moved in a small circle, seemingly sizing up the room once again, Corey politely offered to move them to another location if she’d prefer it. Grace turned to smile at him from over her shoulder, tucking a loose strand of platinum hair behind an ear. Before she could reply, he then started tugging at his clothing, which immediately made her eyes widen, figuring he was about to just start stripping then and there!<br/><br/>When he kept his clothing on though, she felt herself pout. He hadn’t finished his sentence, but Grace tried to fill in the blanks just the same. Her doe like eyes dropped from his face, down to his shirt, which he had gestured to in reference to his words. “We don’t have to totally… undress?” She guessed, glancing down at her own clothing as if to consider the option. Her head tilted to the side, features shifting to one of confoundment. “But then how would we… you know? Do it?”<br/><br/>Maybe Corey didn’t want to go all the way with Grace after all. Maybe he was having reservations and wasn’t sure how to bring it up. She felt her face heating to a burning degree as she looked back at the pile of cushions and pillows. “Urm,” she began, awkwardly. Keeping up with the facade about how having sex was not supposed to be a big deal was becoming more challenging by the second. She turned, facing the bag she had placed down on a table not too far away.<br/><br/>“I suppose at the very least, we can use that charm you mentioned.” She shrugged. Even if they weren’t going to make use out of the classroom, she could at least be sure it was cleaned up enough for the next couple. Hopefully they weren’t pretending that sex wasn’t a big deal when it so obviously was. Hopefully they weren’t best friends who obviously had feelings for one another but no clue as to how to handle them.<br/><br/>Grace pulled her wand from her bag and waved it round in the air. “Scourgify,” she breathed. Suddenly, soap suds formed all along every surface of the room, cleaning every inch from top to bottom, leaving it sparkling and freshly scented after just a few seconds. Satisfied, she set her wand down beside her bag and turned to face Corey again, hands wedged against her hips. “At least it’s clean now. Right?”