distaste ; eli
Leave it to a Hufflepuff to have Jojo all types of twisted.
First, this badger had the audacity to take her favorite outside reading spot next to the library, then they also took it upon themselves to be taking up the entire bench, too.
And not to mention he was a boy.
She fumed as she was about ready to pull her wand out and give him a good piece of her mind with a side of pleasant little hex, but as soon as she met gazes with him, she stopped and huffed.
It was Eli, her annoyingly handsome companion from the badger house.
No one knew how they’d become acquainted and no one really questioned them about the in-depth story about their relationship. Everyone assumed they were friends that naturally butted heads about literally everything. And while they did butt heads quite often, they most certainly were not friends.
The occasional and casual sexual interaction between them, however, was just as normal as their casual distaste for each other.
Nevertheless, Jojo concealed her wand in her robe again and crossed her arms under her breasts, slightly lifting them, as she huffed. “Mr Smith, it’s a horror running into you again. You seem to be in my seat, love, and unless you want to be hexed for the next week, I suggest you get your buttocks up this instant.”
@eli-puff
