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Post by Evey Potter on May 11, 2010 22:21:18 GMT -8
It was pretty much a miracle that Evey Potter was awake at all. It was barely what she referred to as “eight in the goddamn morning”, and she was meeting her twin sister for breakfast at the Kettle. Since the two of them had gone their separate ways, Evey had become a little embittered about spending time with the twin she was once inseparable from. It wasn’t like the physical distance was a big deal because they could communicate via their telepathic connection, but in recent days Evey had taken to shutting Eva out whenever she tried to communicate that way. It wasn’t because she was particularly mad at her or anything, but if she let Eva talk to her the easy way they would never see each other face to face anymore. That had been the point of this breakfast rendezvous; talk face to face. But right now it looked like Evey was getting stood up by her twin sister, which ticked her off to no end. She was slouching in her chair, one foot propped up on the opposite chair as she skimmed the menu. She was muttering to herself in a bitter fashion.
“Let’s meet for breakfast, Evey,” She said in an unnecessarily mocking tone (after all, they were twins; they sounded exactly like one another), flicking at stray flower petal that had fallen out of the arrangement that served as a center piece. “Or maybe I’ll just run off with my new new boyfriend of the week who you've never met, it’s not like I spent nine months in the womb with you or anything like that. Hope you don’t mind!” She huffed as she set down her menu, flopping back in her chair so she was looking up at the ceiling.
Life was pretty suckish today. [/blockquote]
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Post by Eva Potter on May 15, 2010 9:36:44 GMT -8
[/b] She casted a couple refreshing spells and hygiene spells- she did not have time for a shower. She walked into her closet a grabbed a few things that she quickly spelled on: jeans, a blue jumper, and her black high heeled boots. She ran out of her apartment and the wind blew some of her hair into her face and that’s when she noticed that she was still ginger, she didn’t care and kept going. Sorry Evey. Zach shut off my alarm! I’m coming! She wasn’t sure if her twin was going to receive that message, but it was worth a shot. She quickly sent the message all the while she hoped the channel was open. She made the quick five minute job and noted that her watch said that she was almost 10 minutes late. She quickly opened the café’s door and scanned for a familiar blonde head. Eva quickly found her and walked over to the table and set her bag down on the table and she sheepishly looked at her sister. This former Slytherin broke down and was different in front of her twin. ”Blame Zach.”[/ul][/size]
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