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Vestibule of Mischief

Vestibule

Vestibule of Mischief is a small and circular spot that allows you to go in three different directions. The hall is located between Lower Chambers Corridor North-East and Porticus Circumscriptus. A few bay windows with cushioned seats beneath allow lots of natural sunlight to pour in.

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Isabella and Liam

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Isabella Gaunt-Kingsley - sixth year slytherin β™” serpent heir & prefect

-"She was unstoppable and she took everything she wanted with a smile."
Message Me – 22:04, August 30, 2018 (UTC)

Isabella sat on one of the cushioned seats below a large bay window, the sunhine pouring in and making her red strands dance with fire. She seemed immensely bored as she wittled away a red fingernail with her nail file, a lolipop stick hanging from her cherry lips.


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Liam Owen Montclair - πŸ“• Sixth Year Ravenclaw πŸ“• Secret Keeper

-Three May Keep A Secret, If Two Of Them Are Dead
Message Me – 04:17, September 2, 2018 (UTC)

Liam was walking around, attempting to find a place free of the prying eyes of professors and other nosey students. After all, he just wanted to have a quick meeting with his old friend; Whiskey. He was already shaking a bit just from the lack of it and he really wasn't in the mood to go all day like that. So he was glad when he found the Vestibule. It qas quite and there was some chick filing her nails, a place he probably wouldn't be bothered too much. He pulled out the flask he had hidden away in his pocket and opened it up, taking a long swig as hr sat down, looking at his hands.



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Isabella Gaunt-Kingsley - sixth year slytherin β™” serpent heir & prefect

-"She was unstoppable and she took everything she wanted with a smile."
Message Me – 15:50, September 2, 2018 (UTC)

Her dark eyes lifted to peer at the lumbering form of Liam, nail file ceasing out of purw curiosuity. Glancing from left to right to make sure no one was watching as she slipped off her prefect badge and lounged a bit more. "A bit early for that, don't you think?" Her infuriatingly bemused smirk revealed that she didn't necessarily care that he was drinking already.


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Liam Owen Montclair - πŸ“• Sixth Year Ravenclaw πŸ“• Secret Keeper

-Three May Keep A Secret, If Two Of Them Are Dead
Message Me – 14:30, September 3, 2018 (UTC)

Hearing a voice had him shaking his head. "It's 6 somewhere." He takes another swig of the burning liquid, before holding it out to the women. "Do you want some? Or are you not in the mood?"



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Isabella Gaunt-Kingsley - sixth year slytherin β™” serpent heir & prefect

-"She was unstoppable and she took everything she wanted with a smile."
Message Me – 17:11, September 3, 2018 (UTC)

Isabella didn't hesitate to snag the flask and take a hearty sip, her dark eyes fluttering over his form untrustingly. After, she handed it back over and very politely used the tip of her index finger to wipe away any moisture from around her lips, her sharp red nails adorning the sly little move. "I'm always in the mood," she mused softly and lounged back, not at all caring that the statement could have dual meanings.


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Liam Owen Montclair - πŸ“• Sixth Year Ravenclaw πŸ“• Secret Keeper

-Three May Keep A Secret, If Two Of Them Are Dead
Message Me – 00:29, September 4, 2018 (UTC)

His lips quirked up into a slight smirk, allowing a low blow of air to escape his lips almost coming out as a scuff as he took back the flask. "What's your poision? Anything specific you like drinking?" He spoke the words before pressing the flask to his lips again taking another drink from the flask. "Are you the type of girl that likes thr fruiter stuff?"



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Isabella Gaunt-Kingsley - sixth year slytherin β™” serpent heir & prefect

-"She was unstoppable and she took everything she wanted with a smile."
Message Me – 11:15, September 4, 2018 (UTC)

The corner or Bella's mouth quirked to display a sly little smile, eyes dancing with immense amusement. "No, I don't like fruity drinks. I prefer dark rum or old whiskey," she said before tipping her head to the side, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth. "Do I really look like that kind of girl?" she inquired as she flicked an invisible lint from her red leather Serpent jacket.


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Liam Owen Montclair - πŸ“• Sixth Year Ravenclaw πŸ“• Secret Keeper

-Three May Keep A Secret, If Two Of Them Are Dead
Message Me – 14:43, September 7, 2018 (UTC)

"Well, some fruity drinks are pretty good and very high in alcohol content." He tilts back the flask again, taking another drimk before holding it out to the girl again. "Every girl is that girl. Just like every guy is that guy."