cerebrisicarius:

Despite the fact it was honestly far too early for socializing, or much of anything else for that matter, he was in an unusually decent mood. Better than decent, in fact. So as his attentions rose from what was his third straight can of Red Bull thusfar; he did the unthinkable. The corners of his lips twitched into something of a smile, amber hues settling on the young woman without their usual intensity, and shards of ice. 

                                                             ”Uhhh, mornin’..”

        She had just finished a cup of tea when her eye caught someone. When the older male flashed a smile (or what she thought was a smile) in her direction, she did the same and then assumed that he wished to speak to her. “Hello there– I’m Hermione. Who’re you..?”