Feb 27, 2019
@gryffindorgwinn
Coraline didn’t often relax, but when she did she preferred a comfortable seat on the Common Room couch with a book in her lap. It was some adventure flick, not much substance considering she wanted to decompress rather than get caught up in the drama of any other novel. Not that it mattered for long, anyway, as the motion of something in the corner of her eye startled her. “Aye,” she sighed, turning slightly to see Felix, “Didn’t see ya there. Thought I was more likely to find ya hanging from the ceilin’.”
