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[tabithaselwyn]

Danielle&Tabby|Help Wanted

Tabitha Selwyn was stressed. 

When she was stressed, she got angry. When she got angry, the cupcakes didn't frost right. When the cupcakes didn't frost right, Tabitha Selwyn stressed. 

There was no one to man the front counter (the elves were too short and not generally received well by the customers), thus she had to constantly run between the kitchen and the cases of pastries. It seemed like dozens of people poured in every minute (realistically it was probably a dozen half hour). Her wand arm shook as she tried once more to frost the stupid cupcake. It was simple, a little swirl of frosting with a rose on top. Hundreds of the same had gone out the door before. 

Peakes' offer had never sounded more brilliant. Someone around the shop would be exactly what she needed. If not someone to help her bake, then to man the counter. It had progressed to the point of no return, she could not keep working by herself. With a sigh she trudged up to her apartment and sat down to write a letter. Hi, Danielle. Peakes  Sawyer told me you were looking for a job. I could use the help. Preferably as soon as possible. I have a floo in the basement of the bakery. It's Sweet Spell Bakery in Diagon Alley. Thanks so much, Tabitha Selwyn. Simple, and to the point. She sent it out with her owl and took the two flights of stairs to the basement to wait. Tabby had only spoken to Danielle a few times, she had seemed nice enough. She only hoped that ASAP meant the same thing to Danielle as it did to her.

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tabitha&rodolphus|a walk in the past

The bakery was as busy as she had ever seen it. Despite the brewing tensions people sought out solace in her sweets. The kitchen was a flurry with all of her house elves (hired of course) bustling around trying to keep up with the orders they received. Since they had recently become the official bakery of St. Mungo's and The Leaky, business was busier than ever. Her right hand house elf, called Terri, tugged on her arm and offered her a taste of their new blueberry frosting. She smiled and took the offered spoon, nodding her approval once she tasted it. Everything looked so good and everything felt right. She didn't have her brother looming over her, trying to convince her of a cause she couldn't even begin to understand. Her parents gave her money when she asked, and asked only for her to lay low in return. It was calm and peaceful, albeit a bit boring. 

She grabbed a fresh batch of bread, ready to be sold, and hurried out to the storefront. A queue had already started to form, though she had been gone less than ten minutes. Since she was the only witch there, it was a long process getting everyone helped. She managed it well, only having one person stomp out of the store angrily. Once everyone was satisfied, she decided to check the flowers around the entrance. She stepped onto the street, taking in the summer air as she did. A quick aguamenti set the flowers looking a tad more lively. 

As she prepared to return to the counter a familiar face caught her eye. Her stomach clenched uncomfortably as she realized who it was. "Rodolphus." She breathed, clenching her fists at her sides. He looked much the same, arrogant and cocky. Her mind flashed back to simpler days, when there was no war to worry about. When they could talk about things other than "mudbloods" or "bloodtraitors." She found her voice and struggled to keep it level. "What are you doing here?"

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fabian&tabby|catching up

Tabitha had not realized how completely out of touch with the world she was until her old classmates started showing up in the bakery. Seeing them go about their daily lives was strange, since she had been too stuck in hers to notice. The bakery kept her sufficiently distracted, enough so that she had neglected all of the people who had helped her grow into herself. She was tired of being so out of the loop, so she owled Fabian to see if he wanted to meet her at the Leaky for a beer and some lunch.

The Leaky was only a stones throw from her bakery, so she took her time getting dressed, picking out her loosest pair of robes. It was fairly muggy out, due to the summer rain that had been falling. With a decent cooling charm she was able to step out into the hot weather and head towards her destination. With the events at the Ministry, and the unrest of the government, the streets lacked their typical luster. Storefronts weren't as inviting as they once were. That made her sad and inexplicably guilty. 

The Leaky was full to bursting, as it typically was in summer. She smiled softly at the familiarity the pub brought. Many memories were made here, from buying her wand to her first legal drink. She chose a seat and ordered herself a draft. Beer was one of the finer things in life, for certain, and she wanted to make sure that she never wasted an opportunity to admire it. It wasn't long before Fabian showed up, she smiled and hailed him over. "How are you, mate? You look good. Sit, tell me what you've been up to."

[jasleneg]

Let's talk. || Rachel & Jaslene

Al recibir el mensaje de la morocha, se dio cuenta de lo poco que habían podido coincidir durante todo el viaje a Brasil. Le contestó y puesto que ya estaba en pijamas, preparada para ir a dormir, fue a cambiarse. Se puso su abrigo y su gorro, y salió con un mapa de la Academia en sus manos, ya había aprendido su camino a clase desde el edificio Oro, pero nunca había ido al de Bronce. Se dirigió con dificultad, dado que estaba todo el terreno cubierto de nieve y se adentró al desconocido edificio. Observó el mapa y fue al ala de las habitaciones, pero antes de llegar se encontró a Rachel. --¡Rach! Hola.-- De inmediato se acercó y la abrazó con su característica sonrisa en el rostro.