Sept. 2, Breakfast [Hufflepuff Table]

[Jennie]

Whenever you're ready to pop in here for conversations or mail If you're occupied with other morning scenes, you don't have to come here. It's just out of convenience for everyone

[Allen Blackwell]

After stopping by the infirmary to have his wounds looked in and healed up mostly, along with a correction of the color in his eyebrows, Allen started making his way down to the Great Hall. As he strutted down empty corridors and stairs, he figured most people were already down at the Hall or still asleep, suffering from the after effects of the party.

Allen thought he was a lot better off than what he thought he'd be. He could still feel the sting of a few burns, but otherwise he was fine. The headache was gone too, mostly. Aisu would remain mad, he imagined. At least for a while, so he doubted he'd be seeing the blind wizard at the table.

His mind suddenly jumped back to whom he was expecting to see at the Great Hall, someone who'd be looking his way for once after the party, and most likely looking for him. That thought made Allen's heart skip a beat, and his steps become quicker. He ended up slipping on the last step of the stair case leading to the first floor, landing him in his face. So much for the infirmary, he thought as he got up, rubbing at his nose, which had hit the floor quite hard. He really had the worst coordination ever. He got up and walked at a normal pace all the way down, hoping not to have any bruises from that fall.

The tall boy entered the Great Hall, his head instantly turning towards the Gryffindor Table and finding the person he was hoping to see. He smiled, almost a full smile this time at the sight of his girlfriend. Girlfriend. It still felt weird in the very best of ways to say that. He took a few steps in, lingering a little. She was with her whole gang of friends, which intimidated him a bit. Okay a lot. He talked to them a bit sometimes, but seriously. He thought of going to the Hufflepuff table, but that seemed out of place too, so he ended up hanging around the entrance area for a few moments, thankfully he wasn't the only one there.

[Allen Blackwell]

Allen beamed up as he noticed Rose look his way and get up to meet him. He had forgotten all about the fall, the burns, the confrontation for a minute. All there was at the moment was Rose, and she was wrapping her arms around him and giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Good morning, Rose." he said shyly, not sure what their interactions would be like from now on, but he liked it so far.

As she stepped away, the morning interactions with his best friend came back to his mind. "Oh... no, actually I didn't defend myself at all. I apologized and Aisu got pissed at that... He locked my tongue to the roof of my mouth and exploded an arm chair..." he commented, wondering if things were really gonna get better. He figured he'd try apologizing once more later. But only once, and no excuses or anything. He learned his lesson. "Got a couple burns still, but I'm perfectly well." he added.

His eyes were taking her in once again, tracing her every feature for a moment. She looked as great as ever, and he probably looked really weird. He did have his robes and uniform on, but after the fall, he might look weird. He thought his nose might start swelling up after the fall, but so far it seemed okay. "You look amazing." he commented, not sure of what to say as he took her hand in his with a blush. "So... uh... breakfast. Yeah. D-did you eat already?" he asked, not sure of what to say, but noticing the awkwardness of standing there, as people were starting to move towards their tables now.

[Allen Blackwell]

(("It was almost as if he was disappearing right in front of her, becoming more and more shy" This line reminded me of I'm a Cyborg but That's Okay. Il-sun feels himself shrink at times. OwO Everyone should watch that movie. ))
He shrugged a bit, to say it wasn't really anything much, she seemed worried. She seemed way more comfortable around the whole being together thing than he did, as the moment he had taken her hand, she had brightened up a lot. He leaned in to kiss her cheek too, feeling really awkward about it, but happy nonetheless. This whole thing was going to be full of awkward moments for a while, he thought.

The invitation to sit over at the Gryffindor table seemed like a good idea, as he'd be staying away from any Hufflepuffs asking him about the kiss with Aisu, or at least the reason Aisu wasn't present. He had already decided somewhere in his mind that the entire school knew, pessimism at its best. Allen glanced over at the Gryffindor table and noticed the bunch of people Rose had been talking to, ever the social butterfly. That might be awkward...

"Uh, su-sure. I don't think I've talked to any of them much while sober, though... but I guess it'd be cool." he answered, deciding it'd be better to try to overcome that as soon as possible. They were together now, and he'd have to be around them, no matter how many had seen him done all sorts of things at parties, because they were her friends. He couldn't avoid them at all if he wanted to stay with her, right?