July 3, 1888 - Evening
Dinner hadn't been filled with much conversation. A quiet meal wasn't too bad in Sweetie's opinion. Having quiet seemed to equal peace for the Slytherin girl. Now she was up in her room, reading a book as she pet her cat. Bijoux seemed to be in a bad mood. Change never sat well with animals from what Sweetie could tell. The cat continued to seem frustrated and tense. Sweetie wasn't entirely sure how to help the poor cat to feel more comfortable in their new area. Sweetie felt comfortable, perhaps that comfort will rub off on the stubborn cat.
Thoughts of her siblings entered her mind. What were they doing? How was London treating them? Oh how she wished that they weren't in mourning. Sweetie was mildly curious as to who Cupcake were to meet if she were able to participate in whatever events were going on outside of the fog. Then again, didn't Cupcake go to Irvingly for the Ministry? How was that going? What were Pumpkin, Darling, and Honey up to? Honey had never stated anything except for well wishing and hopes that Sweetie will come 'home'. It wasn't as though Sweetie felt welcome enough to ask.
Ignoring those thoughts, she went back to reading. Bijoux jumped away from her and wandered off. Taking a moment to watch the cat go, Sweetie sighed softly. Perhaps a bit of wandering will do the cat some good in order to get used to their new home. And perhaps Sweetie should take her cat's lead and do the same. Closing her book, she set it down as she got up. Taking a look around could help to get more settled in her Uncle's home. This will be good for her.
Thoughts of her siblings entered her mind. What were they doing? How was London treating them? Oh how she wished that they weren't in mourning. Sweetie was mildly curious as to who Cupcake were to meet if she were able to participate in whatever events were going on outside of the fog. Then again, didn't Cupcake go to Irvingly for the Ministry? How was that going? What were Pumpkin, Darling, and Honey up to? Honey had never stated anything except for well wishing and hopes that Sweetie will come 'home'. It wasn't as though Sweetie felt welcome enough to ask.
Ignoring those thoughts, she went back to reading. Bijoux jumped away from her and wandered off. Taking a moment to watch the cat go, Sweetie sighed softly. Perhaps a bit of wandering will do the cat some good in order to get used to their new home. And perhaps Sweetie should take her cat's lead and do the same. Closing her book, she set it down as she got up. Taking a look around could help to get more settled in her Uncle's home. This will be good for her.
Wanna be there for Sweetie during her post-election slump?