Greeting the Day ||Emilian and somewhat open

[Pandora D'Winter]

Cold, at least the early morning frost told her that it was, personally Pandora didn't really notice. A soft breeze tussled her hair about her face as she walked through the streets of Hogsmeade, the sun was peeking over the horizon as if it had been woken from some deep slumber and was as of yet unsure as to if it should share its light and warmth with the world. It was earlier then Pandora usually found her self up, or maybe the better terminology would have been later. She hadn't slept at all the night before and figured that she could sleep when she got tired. For that reason she was still wearing the outfit that she had thrown on late the night before The short skirt was black and it was matched with a dark blue and silver corset and black heels. Over it was a cute black jacket that was longer on her then the skirt.

She stopped in a café which seemed to be open pretty early and ordered coffee and six chocolate chip scones which in her opinion were pretty much the greatest breakfast food ever. She continued walking down the street until a familiar building stopped her in her tracks. It was closed of course but she happened to know that Emilian lived there as well and so knocked on the door. If he didn't answer she could always break in, had they after all learned how to unlock things in like what there first year, though for her it had been years earlier. What did they want a bunch of mini lock picks running around town.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian had it rigged up to where if someone knocked on the shop door he heard a bell up in his place, whether he be in the living room or the bedroom. He groaned when he heard it, having been in that blissful place between sleep and awake, and glared up at the ceiling. Who the hell came at, he glanced over at the clock, six in the morning? He thought about not answering, but, seeing as he was up already, he pulled himself out of bed, grumbling lightly. In a few minutes he had pulled on a shirt and pair of pants, shoved his feet in his boots without tying them, and shouted that he'd be down in a second.

He looked at himself in the mirror, running a hand through his hair and making sure he didn't look too horrible, before going down the stairs, stifling a yawn. When he unlocked the door and dragged it open, he couldn't see, he had to squint to figure out who it was. "Come back in two hours," he said grumpily when he realized who it was, though he knew Pandora wasn't going to leave.

[Pandora D'Winter]

Pandora smiled at him innocently, it was a look that for some reason she was able to pull off perfectly anyone who actually knew her had a hard time believing it. Her voice was light and happy when she spoke, the coffee had done its job any trances of sleepiness had been totally whipped from her memory. "Oh so you're awake, I did hope you'd be." In truth she knew that she had woken him up and didn't really care. Besides she hadn't even been planning on coming over for long enough for her to hope anything, let alone for the impossible.

She held up the bag and leaned her head a little to the side "I brought goodies." She was happy then that she had gotten the extra. She knew that she was stubborn enough to not give up but she also knew that there was a chance he would just shut her out and she would have to break in and then it would just get overcomplicated. It would so much less time consuming.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian rolled his eyes and walked away, leaving the door open. It was useless to argue with her, he knew it, and he sure as hell wasn't standing there at that door letting the cold air hit him. "I'm not staying down here," he said, walking back towards the stairs, his boots barely leaving the floor. He ought to have hexed her for waking him up. "Lock the damn door back." He gestured to the door, where there was a simple lock, he didn't care enough to put his magic locks back on it.

[Pandora D'Winter]

Pandora locked the door happily and followed him up the stairs her eyes twinkling. He was so cute when he was being tired and grumpy she really should wake him up like this more often. "What's wrong, did you roll out of the wrong side of the bed or something." She was playing dumb, she knew he was irritated with her but he would just have to get over it. And if he couldn't do it on his own she would just have to help out as best she could. When she reached the top of the stairs she held out the bag of scones to him again. "So do you want one or not?"

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian grunted at her and opened the door. He had never been a morning person, he hated mornings, he had rarely gotten up earlier than noon back home. Much less six in the morning.

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