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			<title><![CDATA[Ready for the Weekend (Three Broomsticks)]]></title>
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			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://hiddenkiss.net/nevermore/member.php?action=profile&uid=113">Effie Thornheart</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="font-size: large;" class="mycode_size">Three Broomsticks Inn, December 13, 1991 8:30PM</span></span><br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="font-size: small;" class="mycode_size">Outfit: <a href="https://lijing-shop.com/cdn/shop/products/p1_1024x1024@2x.jpg?v=1626795319" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">https://lijing-shop.com/cdn/shop/product...1626795319</a></span></span><br />
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Effie entered the Three Broomsticks late Friday evening, a gust of wind blowing in from behind her, "shut the door" a chorus of drunk shouts rang out. Quickly doing as they said, Effie let out a little sigh and unbuttoned her black cape coat. Her nose and cheeks were pink from the crisp winters air and she was thankful for the sudden warmth of the Three Broomsticks. Giving Rosmerta a wave, the witch continued to an empty booth tucked away in a corner in the back. It had been a stressful week, on top of having to care for all the students that came down ill, were injured, were faking ill or had tried to magically induce illness, she had also been tasked by Madame Pomfrey to assist her with her research on finding better ways to regrow bone. All week her days had been busy and full of children and then she would be researching late into the night. This meant she had been having very little sleep and she was getting cranky having nearly lost her patience at a few students today. She decided a change in environment was needed, so here she was. Letting out yet another sigh, the blonde plopped down onto the bench facing the bar and entrance, threw her book bag to the wall and shrugged off her coat, leaving it lying behind her. She was wearing a white turtle neck top and black trousers with black boots that stopped just before her knees. Breathing in deeply she began pulling out heavy books, parchment paper, a quill and some ink from her book bag and placed them neatly in front of her. School hours were done and it was Friday evening but here she was still working, <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">'oh well, at least its interesting...sometimes'</span>, she thought to herself about the research. <br />
<br />
Rosmerta had made her way to Effie, giving her a big smile.<br />
"How's it going Effie?"<br />
"Oh you know Rosmerta, another day, another Galleon. How are you?<br />
"I'm doing just fine, what can I get you?"<br />
"Just my usual."<br />
"You sure you don't want something stronger? Might help you with your research" Rosmerta said with a laugh.<br />
"Tempting but I'll just take the hot coco for now. Maybe I'll take you up on your offer later." Effie replied with a smile.<br />
Rosmerta nodded and left the booth to get Effies order.<br />
<br />
Opening up a book Effie began to neatly take notes about ingredients that promote bone growth. Taking a break when Rosmerta returned with her mug of hot cocoa, the tired witch set aside her books and note taking equipment. Rosmerta clunked down her hot coco and rushed back to the bar as a little grapple began to take place between two wizards. Effie surveyed the situation and thought '<span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">there's certainly a different type of crowd here later in the evening compared to the day.'</span> After ensuring Rosmerta was handling the situation alright Effie returned her attention to her hot coco, bringing it up close to her face and inhaling deeply, savoring the sweet scent. Then she took a small sip and let out a satisfied sigh. She loved hot coco, anything chocolate actually, and Rosmerta always made an especially good batch of hot coco. She took one last sip and then returned her attention to her books and notes.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="font-size: large;" class="mycode_size">Three Broomsticks Inn, December 13, 1991 8:30PM</span></span><br />
<span style="font-weight: bold;" class="mycode_b"><span style="font-size: small;" class="mycode_size">Outfit: <a href="https://lijing-shop.com/cdn/shop/products/p1_1024x1024@2x.jpg?v=1626795319" target="_blank" rel="noopener" class="mycode_url">https://lijing-shop.com/cdn/shop/product...1626795319</a></span></span><br />
<br />
Effie entered the Three Broomsticks late Friday evening, a gust of wind blowing in from behind her, "shut the door" a chorus of drunk shouts rang out. Quickly doing as they said, Effie let out a little sigh and unbuttoned her black cape coat. Her nose and cheeks were pink from the crisp winters air and she was thankful for the sudden warmth of the Three Broomsticks. Giving Rosmerta a wave, the witch continued to an empty booth tucked away in a corner in the back. It had been a stressful week, on top of having to care for all the students that came down ill, were injured, were faking ill or had tried to magically induce illness, she had also been tasked by Madame Pomfrey to assist her with her research on finding better ways to regrow bone. All week her days had been busy and full of children and then she would be researching late into the night. This meant she had been having very little sleep and she was getting cranky having nearly lost her patience at a few students today. She decided a change in environment was needed, so here she was. Letting out yet another sigh, the blonde plopped down onto the bench facing the bar and entrance, threw her book bag to the wall and shrugged off her coat, leaving it lying behind her. She was wearing a white turtle neck top and black trousers with black boots that stopped just before her knees. Breathing in deeply she began pulling out heavy books, parchment paper, a quill and some ink from her book bag and placed them neatly in front of her. School hours were done and it was Friday evening but here she was still working, <span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">'oh well, at least its interesting...sometimes'</span>, she thought to herself about the research. <br />
<br />
Rosmerta had made her way to Effie, giving her a big smile.<br />
"How's it going Effie?"<br />
"Oh you know Rosmerta, another day, another Galleon. How are you?<br />
"I'm doing just fine, what can I get you?"<br />
"Just my usual."<br />
"You sure you don't want something stronger? Might help you with your research" Rosmerta said with a laugh.<br />
"Tempting but I'll just take the hot coco for now. Maybe I'll take you up on your offer later." Effie replied with a smile.<br />
Rosmerta nodded and left the booth to get Effies order.<br />
<br />
Opening up a book Effie began to neatly take notes about ingredients that promote bone growth. Taking a break when Rosmerta returned with her mug of hot cocoa, the tired witch set aside her books and note taking equipment. Rosmerta clunked down her hot coco and rushed back to the bar as a little grapple began to take place between two wizards. Effie surveyed the situation and thought '<span style="font-style: italic;" class="mycode_i">there's certainly a different type of crowd here later in the evening compared to the day.'</span> After ensuring Rosmerta was handling the situation alright Effie returned her attention to her hot coco, bringing it up close to her face and inhaling deeply, savoring the sweet scent. Then she took a small sip and let out a satisfied sigh. She loved hot coco, anything chocolate actually, and Rosmerta always made an especially good batch of hot coco. She took one last sip and then returned her attention to her books and notes.]]></content:encoded>
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