Lunch. The time where being anti-social and trying to avoid all humans is significantly harder. Clementine filled her tray up with food, turning around and eyeing the tables for a place that was empty. Lunch was the only time where you could sit at any table for any of the schools. The only time you could sit with friends. Clementine didn’t really have any friends, so she didn’t really have anyone to sit with. So instead she looked for the first empty table, moving over and sitting down to isolate herself from everybody else. Once she was situated, she adjusted the ball cap on top of her head (she knew it was technically breaking dress code, she just didn’t care), picking up her glass to take a sip first.
And was met with a very bouncy boy taking the seat across from her.
She blinked several times, eying the boy as she continued taking her sip. Going by the clothing, he wasn’t a Durm. Closer inspection told her he was from Hogwarts. He was also young, younger than she was. She put the glass down, lifting her head and moving her gaze around to observe the area. He didn’t have friends or anything he could sit with? There were plenty of open spots, why did he pick this one in particular? She looked down, eyes meeting the boy’s. ”Hello.” She spoke simply, observing the boy again. ”Can I… help you?”