Bonjour! C'est Fleur Weasley (née Delacour). I beg your pardon eef you cannot understand what I am saying. English eez not my first language, but my husband, Bill, 'as been a very fine teacher and supporter. Yes, I was ze only female in ze most recent Triwizard Tournament (but please do not speak of zat around me). I currently work at ze Gringott's Wizarding Bank. My husband and I reside at Shell Cottage with our three children. Storyline: Postwar (sometimes Next-Gen but haven't been up to it) FC's: Clemence Poesy (Postwar)/Leslie Bibb (Next Gen) OOC: I am twenty four years of age so heck yeah I'm legal.
I like Fleur, but I don't love her as much as I love Narcissa, and most of my RP partners have left me. They've been great, but I don't know where they went, and I'm just not going to ask.
Carefully, Cho nudged the glass toward the center of the table. “First time, yeah,” she said with a sour look on her face. Holding her fist to her mouth, Cho coughed loudly.
Well, that seemed to be enough whiskey for a lifetime.
Shaking her head and pouring for herself a glass of water, Cho inclined her head toward the stage and grinned. “That’s half the fun of karaoke. You put your own spin on a well-known song. Just make it fun for yourself.”
Fleur selected Alizee's "I'm Fed Up," although her singing was off-key when she was buzzed.
Bubbles and water
Legs up for hours
My goldfish is under me
To bathe for hours
Makes my mouth water
I’m foamely ecstatic
It’s not a problem
I lazy ‘round
Bubbly and stubborn
I lazy 'round
Melon and water
Is just a dream
It makes me wonder
Is it a sin?
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She had started the evening safely, with butterbeer (as was her usual go-to drink during outings). Cho hadn’t planned on having anything more, but now that the older, more beautiful blonde was egging her on to have a full shot of whiskey, Cho felt more determined than ever to prove how loose she could be.
Blowing air out of her lips, Cho waved her hand like the cup was nothing. “I can down a single shot!” she declared, and before she knew it, the fiery (and slightly bitter) liquid was down her throat.
She coughed slightly as she set the empty cup down. “See?” Cho coughed again, using her sleeve to cover her mouth. “Nothing left!”
To distract Fleur from the sour face she made, Cho waved her wand in the air and magically changed the song to one more upbeat and fun. “You go first. I think I’m going to let the drink settle a bit before I make a fool out of myself.”
Fleur gave a smirk, watching Cho drink the strong spirit, straight up. "Eez zat your first time drinking whiskey, zen?" she asked the girl. As the music changed, she looked up at the screen displaying the next title. It wasn't a familiar one. "'Ow do I sing zis? I've never 'eard of it," she asked.