Crackling Fire

[k_meronowich]

Keda sat in the common room which was unusually deserted. It was the first time she hadn't come down to see Frank and Ali cuddling in some revolting manner on the sofa. Taking a sear in the arm chair she held a show box. Opening it, there were different pictures, scrolls and letters. She slowly went through them all, here were family pictures,

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[box__bolt]

Kingsley walked into the common room, fully intent on a shower after his long jog around the lake.
Even he was scared of his sweaty-boy smell.

Seeing Keda on the couch, he nodded his head in acknowledgment.
"Evening Keda."

(ooc: I have class, but I'll be back later.)

[k_meronowich]

Keda could feel her glance of curiosity turn to a cold stare. He was always around at the most inoppertune moments.

"Hello Kingsley," she said, dismissing him quickly and opened the box jsut wide enough to fit her hand inside and pull out the first letter she felt, pretending to immerse herself in it.