girlhood is a story of desire; innocence; fall from innocence; being desired; being NOT desired; being desired by the wrong people; by dangerous people; by the right people; by excitingly dangerous people. there's so much storytelling in girlhood.
#LIFEFULS. a dependent astoria greengrass established by rachel on the 26th of june, 2023.
"are you gonna read that ?" though the person she directs the question to sits alone, there's really no denying that astoria's intrusion in their life is a little bit rude. of course, she doesn't realise that - she's not aiming for it, not even a little - but it doesn't really help that she's also asking for the half of their newspaper that they've discarded. her chair is tipped back so far she's in danger of falling, all the better for her to line up perfectly with them where they sit at another coffee shop table and smile brightly ( and cluelessly ) at them. "i love the culture section. if you're just gonna leave it there, i'd happily take it."
Gail Ollivander (Starter)
𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: diagon alley.
𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: open ( @startertms )
Gail had sat down for a drink in the leaky cauldron, eyes cautiously scanning the room. They’d already been greeted by a plethora of names and faces that they somewhat recognized, all greeting them warmly with the familiarity of being old friends. They doubted any of the patrons of the bar knew them as friends, but responded to them in a manner that didn’t immediately send them away. After all, having fans was a big part of their role as a musician, and they knew that anything they did would go to the press if they made a mess of it. Sliding into a seat at the bar, they took their butterbeer and gave it a short sip.
“Do you come here often?” they asked the person next to them, trying to hide their disgust at the drink. Not everyone knew they were a vampire, and it typically caused a panic when they were recognized as one. Of course, there were rumors, but they hadn’t been proven. A manicured hand tapped the table, nails sharp and painted a maroon red.
"i try not to," she answered with a wince. unfortunately, astoria really did mean that as rudely as it came across; a short lived fling with one of the bartenders a couple months ago had turned the leaky cauldron into unfriendly territory, or at least, that's what it felt like to her. the truth was that they couldn't care less whether she stopped by for lunch or NOT, but though her sisters had tried to explain this concept to her, she remained resolute in her feelings. of course, trying to keep a low profile for her always resulted in exactly the opposite - the sunglasses she wore inside and the way she'd put her coat collar up wasn't exactly selling casual. "you're kind of familiar," she says, after a beat, her eyes behind the shades narrowing a little as she tries to place them, "do you work fridays at amortentia?"
𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: diagon alley.
𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: open to all ( @startertms ) !!
christmas is perhaps one of moira's most favourited times of the year - bar basil's birthday - and it is clearly shown through the ugly light-up tree jumper decorating her upper body, the golden headband shining out a glittery merry christmas atop her head and let's not forget the twinkle tinsel thread through her fresh hairdo. it is as if christmas has vomited on her person. brows are furrowed as she looks between the mini enchanted snowglobes on display of the stall she leans over, manicured nails swaying between one of hogsmeade in winter and the other of hogwarts at night. the stall owner has long since abandoned moira's side to peddle customers easier at decision making than this little faux-blonde. huffing, she stands up straight and rests hands on her hips. "i just can't decide which one my little bug would like . . . maybe i should get both?"
in sharp contrast, astoria has gone for influencer chic; hair tied in two high pigtails with a santa styled scrunchie holding them both together, her dress is a heavy velvet that doesn't belong on diagon alley and her cheeks are flushed with the help of the heavy application of powder pink blush. she's having just as much fun, but she's not really searching for christmas gifts as much as she is the opportunity to post something on her story, hence the globes she's taken to 'testing' with vigorous shaking - and the run in with moira, which goes about as well as one would expect when she'd only half been paying attention ( and never exactly been 'good' at reading a room ). "your... bug? like a stick insect or something?" she's half disgusted, half fascinated, "i didn't know they could even see that much detail. wow."
location: a café nestled somewhere in diagon alley
status: open (@startertms)
Parvati lingered quietly before taking a seat at the corner café table, quill, ink, and empty parchment practically tumbling from her arms as they splayed out in front of her. Words continued to evade her today as her mind settled into the sounds of buzzy conversation and the gentle clinks of floating coffee cups settling at their proper table. After inspiration had largely failed to strike while at her stuffy desk at at the Prophet Office, Parvati was hopeful a change of scenery might inspire a more promising pitch for her Sunday article.
Glancing around the café, Parvati’s eyes land on a figure sitting at the nearest table. Amidst the bustle, she arches an intrigued brow, eyes locking in on their every move. She'd learned early on in writing career that inspiration for her best articles came from a place of truth and more often than not, truth seemed to be found hiding in plain sight.
When the figure catches her eye, Parvati doesn't look away, but rather breaks into an soft, albeit, inviting smile, "Don't mind me. I was just trying to figure out what to order." She shakes her head, "Any suggestions? I promise I don't judge."
mostly, astoria is tired. it's been a long week. her body doesn't work the same as other people's and she's loathe to admit it, most ESPECIALLY to herself, but her temporary service job has run her off her feet and she's starting to get the sneaking suspicion that in giving it her all, she's really managed to wipe herself out. still - she doesn't feel like she's allowed to feel the way she does. it feels like a waste of a perfectly lovely autumn day, and it feels like a waste of herself and what she has to offer. cancelling a meet up with her best friend is one thing, making her feel all the worse. cancelling a meet up with her best friend just so she can sit alone at the corner of a coffee shop on diagon alley, the small of her back and her ankles aching, the cold coffee she'd ordered before not even enough to help her recover - that's another. she's in her own world, fretting away the minutes when the noise of a chair pushing back grabs her attention and she makes eye contact with parvati. it's not an invite, exactly, but she pastes a friendly smile into place all the same. "their maple hazel caramel latte is really good," she answers, mostly hoping that her unfinished one of the same goes unnoticed, "you really can't go wrong, though."
❝ no one is watching. so why does it have to be beautiful? you, in pain, are no closer to GOD than you, in the drive thru or you, checking your email or you, holding your own hand. ❞
hey, isn't that ASTORIA GREENGRASS ? i read a daily prophet article on them, once ; the twenty six year old pure blood witch is a hufflepuff alumnus who has gone on to be unemployed. i've heard they can be quite WHIMSICAL & EBULLIENT, but i don't know... they came off very SCATTERBRAINED & HEDONISTIC in that interview. it really is hard to know what to believe these days though, isn't it ?
𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙲𝚂.
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𝚂𝚄𝙼𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚈.
astoria, daphne & their currently unnamed ( but no less loved ) triplet were born in the family manor of sternenschloss, scotland on may 31st, 1998, to laszlo & phaedra greengrass ( née goshawk ). an attractive young couple well known within the pureblood community for frequent displays of charitable generosity - with no real expectation to receive anything back - and for being completely and utterly in love with one another, people were really, really happy for them, because until the triplets, it was expected that their eldest ( adopted ) child would be their only heir. this was fine by the greengrasses, of course, and mostly accepted by their peers, but after they finally stopped trying to conceive a specific sort of magic happened and with great difficulty, three young wix entered the world !
laszlo, a star seeker on his house team in his day, had broken an engagement to marry the young phaedra goshawk after a whirlwind romance. it ought to have been a scandal, but no one could deny that the two of them were utterly enamored with one another. their eldest, adopted after five years of childless marriage, was always their biggest pride & greatest joy. they doted on them, and when the girls came along, they just completed a family that was already built on mutual respect and unquestionable love. there's little to say about their childhood except that it was as charmed as you would expect from a family living in a manor that was named, in essence, starlit castle. laszlo was kinder than the other pureblood fathers, more involved and more open with his love and his praise than he was really expected to be. phaedra was always a little overbearing, but it came out of the very best intentions - she delighted in being a mother and it can't be said this didn't start with her eldest, but the triplets were an unexpected and welcome surprise and she adored them, more than words could ever say. everything was perfect, most especially to the outside !
inside the manor was a slightly different story. still filled with love, of course - there's really no understating just how picture perfect their family always was - but phaedra was sick, and young astoria was sick, and these were vastly different time bombs ticking down towards an assured destruction. their mother had always struggled in private, most specifically with her mental health, and astoria's sickness - that horrible blood malediction that came upon her one cold december and never left, diagnosed after months of late night st mungo's visits and bedside vigils as the greengrass family curse finally come to rest on a new set of shoulders - only accentuated the anxieties that she already had. i don't consider astoria to blame for her mothers worsening condition, especially when she herself spent most of her bubblewrapped childhood most accurately described as being 'at deaths door' and obviously never asked for that, but. i don't think it helped ! the final incidents leading to phaedra's permanent hospitalisation are to be determined, but publicly, she died, and the greengrass children were never quite sure if that was because it was better for all involved or because it was just easier than admitting their perfect fairytale had become anything but.
astoria's sickness was kept on the down low, too; consistency was key within this family ! they couldn't have their mental health struggles and physical ailments coming between them and all of the arrangements that had been in place since they were born. four betrothals, all signed to parchment before their subject was old enough to understand what that was to mean. the eldest first, of course, then the triplets. astoria was to marry the young malfoy boy, back then, someone she had only met a handful of times when the summer heat was at its best and staving off the worst of her chronic illnesses. she grew up thinking she loved him, though she knows better, now. when it came out - and it did, though i'm a little ahead of myself - the betrothals were ended because they didn't know what else the greengrasses could be hiding, and these days, all of them think it was probably for the best. at the time, it was the end of the world.
she wasn't supposed to go to hogwarts. that had never been in the cards for her, and it drove her crazy, but she also had to make do. she was just too sick to be away from home for so long, and nothing short of a revolutionary new treatment would allow her to join her sisters that september, and - here comes that new potion ! it wasn't perfect, by any means, and astoria's health was always fickle - it was a sudden collapse in the middle of class and a rush to st mungo's that outed a lifelong secret, her young peers spreading gossip that made its way to their parents faster than the speed of light - but she managed to stay strong through enough of her hogwarts career to at least pass her owls. the newts would've been an entirely different subject if it weren't for the second war breaking out and all that came with that.
two truths can exist at once. phaedra & laszlo were wonderful parents. they raised their children with kindness and their children reflected that back unto the world. they were good people, on paper, and they were good people without trying to be - the things they did came natural to them and weren't for a photo on the front pages of the daily prophet. they were also blood purists. they instilled ideals within all of their children that astoria is still unlearning now, though this was a process started at hogwarts. and lazslo, thinking he had the right idea, was also extremely charitable towards the death eaters. like his parents before him, he saw something worthy of the financial support he gave lord voldemort - i don't think, now, he would consider it worth all the trouble it ultimately gave him, but at the time he certainly did. he wasn't a death eater himself, and the children weren't set to follow in any horrible footsteps, either, but when the war wrapped up his contributions got him a one way ticket to azkaban and with their mother 'dead' for all intents and purposes, the greengrasses got an advance on their family fortune. astoria got lucky, to an extent, with the examiners taking it easy on everyone sitting their newts the year after the war wrapped up, and she's proceeded to squander her fourth of it ever since.
astoria had never lived in the real world before ! sue her ! she entered into wixen england free of all the restraints that had ever been put on her - aged one to eleven she'd essentially lived in a protective bubble, locked in an ivory tower. through hogwarts she'd been watched like a hawk, all the better to make sure she didn't take a funny turn. her father was in prison and her siblings were all getting started on their lives and finally there was no one free to dictate how she lived hers, though honestly, she'd never really considered what she'd do with it if she made it to her teens - nevermind her twenties. in ten years, all she's managed to do is make bad decision after bad decision, jumping from possible careers to deadend jobs and back again, serial dating in the hopes she'll find her 'true love' and everything will finally, finally click into place.
𝚆𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂.
ASTORIA GREENGRASS ( go min si ) is looking for their SIBLINGS / DAPHNE GREENGRASS & ONE ORIGINAL CHARACTER who resembles HAN SOHEE, JUNG CHAEYEON, PARK SOOYOUNG, JENNIE KIM, YOON SEOAH / ANY MATCHING FC and should be 25. applicants do not ( about daphne ) and do ( about the oc ) have to contact RACHEL to talk over the details before applying. ( i don’t feel i can really dictate much on how you take daphne’s character because of her being a canon & i don’t have strong preferences for the original character, so i’m just gonna give you the veryyy basic background that is in place for the greengrasses as a whole and let you go wild - if you’d LIKE to clarify anything or chat, my dms are always open ! astoria, daphne & their third sibling are triplets born to laszlo & phaedra greengrass and since the war wrapped up, they’ve only really had each other and their eldest, adoptive sibling. their mother was a notable beauty from an upstanding family who had severe mental health issues that worsened, as time went by. when they were younger she was a loving and overbearing mum who delighted in having daughters to spoil but had the same high expectations for them to reach as most pureblood matriarchs do, though i think astoria specifically accentuated a lot of her already existent anxieties by being the child to inherit the greengrass family curse. she’s been a permanent resident of st mungo’s for the last ten years, the final incidents leading to this something i haven’t strongly outlined because i think it’s something we can discuss ! their father was once a charming young man who played seeker on his house quidditch team and knew from the first moment he laid eyes on phaedra that he was going to marry her, someday - even if it broke a previously arranged engagement to do so. he had a winsome smile that daily prophet reporters liked to capture at fancy pureblood events and he doted on his daughters slightly more than even what was expected. they struggled to conceive for many years and were delighted when the triplets came along, and they had a happy childhood, though the other truth that exists within that is that they were both quite staunch blood purists. phaedra was hospitalised but laszlo financially supported the death eaters during the second war and was sent to azkaban after that was discovered at the end. the children inherited everything - and then proceeded to do wildly different things with that money and those estates. astoria, the youngest, is naive to the ways of the real world thanks to a sheltered upbringing and has no idea what she wants to do in life. she doesn’t have a place of her own, instead choosing to live on their couches, and she’s hugely careless with her part of the family fortune, which probably wears on them. she’s got an amazingly good heart [ she was a hufflepuff ! ] but she’s constantly allowing it to get broken by being a serial dater, and i think to her siblings she’s someone they probably either still feel the need to look over or are starting to tire of doing the same. she isn’t allowing her blood curse to slow her down anymore, but the way she chooses to live her life is in direct contrast to how she’d always been told she NEEDED to live it in order to live a long, long time, so there is that ! the triplets are superrrr close but obviously those dynamics would shift depending on their individual vibes, though i do think there’s a ‘power of three will set us free’ type of strength to them when they’re together versus when they’re apart. i hope that is enough to go off but if you need anything else don’t hesitate ! )
ASTORIA GREENGRASS ( go min si ) is looking for their ADOPTIVE OLDER SIBLING / ORIGINAL CHARACTER who resembles DEREK LUH, HAVANA ROSE LIU, ARCHIE RENAUX, MACKENYU, LOVIE SIMONE, SERENA MOTOLA / ANY FACE CLAIM OF COLOR and should be 27+. applicants do have to contact RACHEL @LIFEFULS or DISCORD to talk over the details before applying. ( this is a new idea to me, but i have been thinking about it since i wrote the wc for daphne & astoria’s other sibling, so i am thinking … it def needs to be put down into words. you can read the background for the greengrasses as a whole - and the fates of phaedra & laszlo greengrass, their parents - on that wc, which should sit directly above this, but i think there is a very unique story waiting to be told in the idea of an older sibling who was no less adored by their adoptive parents than the biological children they eventually had were, but who finds out later in life that they were actually, unbeknownst to anyone, a muggleborn or half blood. i think the greengrass background allows for this really interesting like … edge ? if that’s the right word ? to being safe in the knowledge that you WERE loved and knowing you received a wondrous, perfect childhood, but finding out much later, after your mother and father are gone and it doesn’t matter anymore because it’s not like your childhood memories can be tainted - that you were, actually, someone who they probably wouldn’t have liked. i can only speak for astoria [ and future daphne’s / other triplet’s players will have to speak for them ] but she wasn’t a blood purist and she had to unlearn some stuff that was imparted on her by her parents and reconcile the people they were to her with who they were in actuality, but that is nothing in comparison to the journey that i think an older child with that specific sort of backstory could go on, and i think that would make for an interesting dynamic amongst siblings too ! that is all without getting into the same fun stuff i’m excited to get into with greengrass sibs of like, their unique sibling dynamics and everything ! )
ASTORIA GREENGRASS ( go min si ) is looking for their BEST FRIEND who resembles ANY FACE CLAIM and should be 24+. applicants do have to contact RACHEL @LIFEFULS or DISCORD to talk over the details before applying. ( most if not all of astoria’s most meaningful friendships are ones that i think would have formed post hogwarts, but this is a character who astoria has been close with since they were little kids and i am willing to go in a few different directions with the dynamic itself, so please don’t feel boxed by that initial estimate ! she was a veryyy sheltered child / teen and only really gained the freedom to go out into the world and form dynamics after her father went to azkaban and she and her siblings were kind of left to fend for themselves, but i kinda love the idea of another little pureblood kid who she met at some of those stuffy events and just. instantly felt a bond with. her siblings probably treated her like glass her whole entire life, so maybe they didn’t ! she was always kind of loud & proud [ because her voice was the one thing that never weakened ] so maybe they were the quiet sort that she was able to take charge around ! maybe they were an only child with more distant parents and astoria’s easy comraderie and warm home was a welcome distraction ! maybe they met and hit it off in st mungo’s during one of astoria’s long term stints - they broke their arm or ran foul of a magical plant at the back of their garden or xyz thing - and gravitated towards a familiar face when they ran into each other at the annual christmas party ! i don’t know ! i think that’s the beauty of like … a friendship formed when they were just little that has grown with them and tided them over until they both reached adulthood. i don’t know if they even have to be very similar people now for them to still feel the bonds of that relationship, and it might be that they’ve drifted slightly apart now that they’re old enough to be free to do their own thing, but i think that the important thing would be that they do still consider each other their very best friend. )
ASTORIA GREENGRASS ( go min si ) is looking for their ROMANTIC INTEREST/S who resemble ANY FACE CLAIM and should be 24+. applicants do have to contact RACHEL @LIFEFULS or DISCORD to talk over the details before applying. ( this is perhaps going to be a super basic wc, but i’m mainly throwing it up to build further on a part of astoria’s character that is super important, at least to me. she’s a serial dater ! she loves love ! i’d really go so far as to say she’s obsessed with it and i think that a good therapist could sit her down and unpack that, probably tell her that the reasons lie somewhere between having seen her parents be so blissfully in love and wanting something like that for herself or knowing her own time is limited and wanting to try and find that person she’ll spend the rest of her days with until it’s too late, but, well … she’s spending her money on designer shoes, not therapists. she is never NOT in a relationship and i am a little obsessed with midgame ships and relationships that start and end on dash, so i’m leaving this here as a forever sort of advertisement. the more different the character you have to offer me is to astoria the better, and the only REAL requirement is being down to clown with me when it comes to the building up - and then tearing down - of the dynamic we’ll have ! none of this is to say that i cannot be swayed into something more longterm if the connection between them calls for it because i love exploring chemistry and seeing what happens, but i don’t want anyone to enter into this with the worry that endgame ships are what i’m seeking out [ or likewise, the worry that if the chemistry is amazing i will ignore that in favor of doing more midgames ]. i think we could have fun and i would like to explore however much i can ! )
Katie would have loved the Autumnfest if she had been a little kid. They had started the tradition when she was a little too old to take notice despite her love of Quidditch, but if it had been around when she was little, she was quite sure that it would have been a tradition that she and her father would have loved. But today, Katie Bell was not in Appleby for her enjoyment but for the Prophet. None of the senior correspondents wanted the job, and neither did Katie, but she wasn't in a position to say no. It was for a fluff piece about the good that the Arrows were doing to support their town, and sure, it was a nice story but it wasn't what Katie had signed up to do. Ther wasn't even a Quidditch match going on! But regardless of her feelings, here she was. She just hoped she could find something to enjoy today after she got enough quotes for her story.
"Sorry to bother you, but I'm with the Prophet...would you mind taking a moment and letting me ask you a few questions? I promise it won't take long and then you can go off and enjoy your autumnfest."
she's loving every minute of autumnfest, of course. astoria, jobless as always, has decided that influencing might be her next great adventure - and the appleby autumnfest, though definitely garnered towards large families and young kids, is offering her PLENTY of fall themed backdrops for the content that she's decided to make. katie comes along at the perfect time, too; she's just reached her self decided 'break time', and she's still in an excellent mood. "ohh, okay !" she trills, delighted, though it's perhaps less appropriate for her to turn around and ask, pretty instantaneously, "do you mind if i record you ? that way we both get something out of it !"
12. WHAT IS A BOOK THAT INTERESTED THEM SO MUCH THEY TOOK IT WITH THEM TO THE BATHROOM? : astoria doesn't really read. she likes magazines a lot, and probably DOES take whichever one she's currently flicking through with her, but books are an entirely different story.
18. HOW DUSTY IS THEIR HOME? SPOTLESS, LIVE IN, DUST BUNNY HAVEN? : she doesn't have a home, firstly ! she lives between her siblings homes, much to their annoyance, and causes more problems for them than she does anything else. i don't think she's someone who is thoughtful enough to do any of their housework, so i suppose 'lived in' is an entirely fine answer, but. that would be on their heads, not hers !
33. HOW SPICY IS SPICY FOR THEM? (PEPPER, JALAPENO, GHOST PEPPER, ETC) : she's got pretty great tolerance, but she usually taps out around the red savina habenero.
9. DO THEY CATCH A SECOND WIND? IF SO, WHAT IS THEIR METHOD FOR CATCHING IT (NAPPING, DRINKING COFFEE, EXERCISING, ETC)? : mostly napping, i think ! she does love an iced coffee, but that's more for the aesthetic than it is anything to do with building energy. i can see her as someone who loves to indulge in a little midday nap, and i think her lifestyle, for the most part, allows for it.
13. WHAT DID THE AIR SMELL LIKE DURING THEIR CHILDHOOD? : sterile. astoria spent a large chunk of her childhood either at the hospital - a smell everyone knows - or confined at home, where it might as well have been the former.
30. DO THEY HAVE TO SEE ANY SPECIALIST DOCTORS? IF SO, DO THEY HAVE A STRONG BOND WITH THEIR DOCTOR OR DO THEY DISLIKE THEM? : she does ! still to this day astoria has to meet semi regularly with the private doctor that has overseen her medical needs since she was a child, and during flare ups, the whole team. when she was younger, she hated them. it didn't matter how relatable they tried to be, how kind, they couldn't make her like them when their whole dynamic consisted of poking and prodding her with needles and seeing her through the worst of her days. as she's gotten older, however, and she's lost her parents, they - and especially her main doctor - have become a sort of comfort. i don't think she's got a 'strong bond' per se, but i think she's more inclined to see and appreciate what they do for her, now.
gwen had been in service to st mungos for decades now - two and a half decades to be exact - she was practically part of the furniture these days, so to see new faces coming to join her field of work? it was a breath of fresh air that she welcomed. looking over the girl, gwen offers a soft smile in reassurance - there were aspects of her nerves that reminded the mediwitch of a nineteen year old runaway in search of stability. a lifetime ago. "of course, take as long as you need. we've all been in that position that you stand in now, even your sister." a beat. "if you need any advice, i would be happy to help in any way i can."
"you mustn't know daphne very well," she laughs, and it's transformative. astoria doesn't know what decision she'll make regarding the application - has a hunch, even while she tucks it away into her bag, that it'll end up crumpled at the bottom of a trashcan several months from now, never having been glanced at again - but she doesn't waste another moment on nervous indecision. her sister, at least from her perspective, has never been unsure about anything a day in her life. mostly, that is a weirdly comforting thought. daphne's sheer strength of will and innate confidence is the pillar to which astoria tethers herself, even when it isn't very fair of her to do so. "thank you very much for all your help. just... don't mention any of this to daph, okay ? she wouldn't like me to be here, i think."
𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃 : whatever you choose, you've got my support.
𝚁𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙳 𝙱𝚈 : @med1rigby !
𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 : st mungo's, london !
"oh. well. thanks !" she says, politely, still unconvinced. daphne wouldn't like it very much, and neither does she, really - st mungo's is her sisters playground, and she's seen enough of it to last her a lifetime. she picks at the corner of the welcome wix job application, rolling it in and allowing it to roll back out again, over and over, still pondering whether she should go so far as to fill out more than her name and getting no closer to a decision. for once aware of just how much she's probably holding up the other, astoria shifts her weight and asks, somewhat nervously, "can i bring this with me ? to think about it, a little more ? would that be okay ?"
"always the toasted, huh ?" unaware of how closely she dances to a rather sensitive subject, astoria gives mikaela an incredibly exaggerated frown and what is supposed to be a comforting pat on the shoulder ( though her automatic over familiarity probably doesn't help it come across that way ). she's dressed the part of a beautiful princess, crown and all, a perfect & tragic vision for the stake she also won't be burned at tonight but had far less hopes of, than the other. for all her faults, she's NEVER been too much of a sore loser - there's always next year ! "i think you'd have been a wonderful choice. i've always thought that, though. and you'd think that after you almost got torn apart by that werewolf that your dad had to kill you'd have at least earned some pity points with the judges-... though i suppose, if you didn't get it after you broke off your engagement then you were never going to get it based off of that-" she only breaks to suck in a deep breath, clueless to the end and only pivoting to a new thought because she herself is feeling a little parched, "we could get a drink, if you want. just two runners up having little drinkies, thinking about what could've been and waiting for marietta to go up in smoke- it'd be fun !"