“Who sticks out?” Rosamund murmured in echo, settling down at their table with a furrow between her brows and a slight frown. She hoped they hadn’t already turned to gossip within seconds of gathering, and felt as though she would grow terribly awkward if they were going to eavesdrop on other people’s conversations in the tea shop... though it looked like a few of the neighbouring tables were already doing that.
She deliberately turned over a tea menu so as not to look - Ginny already wasn’t being particularly subtle, and Merlin knew that Eloquence had a dash of curiosity in her - but, even in spite of her reluctance, Rosamund’s eyes soon slid past her friends’ to the opposite side of the room, wincing at what happened next.
She deliberately turned over a tea menu so as not to look - Ginny already wasn’t being particularly subtle, and Merlin knew that Eloquence had a dash of curiosity in her - but, even in spite of her reluctance, Rosamund’s eyes soon slid past her friends’ to the opposite side of the room, wincing at what happened next.
