- Thu May 25, 2017 2:57 pm
That right there, was quite possibly the most Casey had ever revealed about himself. That had nothing to do with politics, government drama, resistance, death, or anything unsavory. It was a pleasant memory, one that gave his handsome face this sort of angelic glow that was admirable and rather intriguing to Kara. After all this time, she hadn't seen him look quite like that, and there was no complaints about it, not one whatsoever. With a soft, contented sigh, Kara turned and made herself comfortable in the nook of his arm, resting her head on his shoulder if he let her, relaxed by the reminiscence and the happier thoughts of the past that further shaped them to who they were now.
He'd even mentioned Evie and it didn't upset her. Maybe because she was already enthralled with the fact that he'd revealed something about himself in great detail. "Not boring, of course, especially if it made you happy." She responded, in regards to his initial statement about Quidditch and weddings and whatnot. "I mean, sneaking out to go flying or...showing off my grades with my mum. That's all normal stuff kids don't talk about--those moments are pretty dear to me, too." It'd only been over a decade or so since she'd attended the famous Wizarding school, but thinking on how fast those years went by, it felt like it was just last week. "Although it was funny," She giggled, "One time, oh--I forgot his name--Roger, maybe? He put the wrong amount of something into his potion mixture and it blew up in his face, and made his hairs stand straight up! He had to walk around the school like that for a couple of days. Poor old sod. Elana even went as far as trying to design a proper hat for him, he'd been so embarrassed!" There tended to be that one kid in each class, who just didn't get the hang of anything.
"You know, our paths had to have crossed at some point over the years but we had no idea. Who we were. Who we'd become. Or that we'd end up here, innit?" Kara snuggled against him, and rest her hand over his chest. "I was a bit shy though, doubt you would have even noticed me--" She joked, poking him in the chest playfully. "But hey, we're here, aren't we?" This was nice. Getting a chance to just stop letting things get awkward or dreary--and just let the moment...be.
Part of her thought: What would teenage Casey have been like? She felt she was a little more withdrawn, though friendly enough to make a good amount of friends and acquaintances as she felt she was now. But back then, she trusted a lot. Perhaps a little too much.