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cerebrisicarius:

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He was certain it had to give most a certain level of difficulty. But it came quite easily to him. Perhaps because he spoke a painstaking, frustrating second language known for its flourishes; her name sounded more like something he would hear roaming the streets of Paris. Unusual, indeed, but the wrestler was not unused to uncommon names, he had four children with names one didn’t hear on a daily basis. 

It came to him as something of a surprise, the fact his size didn’t seem to, well, startle her as it would most. And that she seemed perfectly oblivious as to who he was and what he did - that, he was thankful for. On both accounts. 

”..Oh uh,” amber hues wandered toward the empty seat across from her, his gaze lingering as he contemplated for a moment or so. It couldn’t hurt anything, could it? He had at least a few minutes to spare.. “If you don’t mind or, weren’t saving this seat for anyone..”

        With his size, she was not at all shocked. She had seen many things in the wizarding world, some creatures much taller than he, thus why the height did not bother her. She hadn’t much time to watch television as whenever she was home, it was spent mostly catching up with her family and friends (or what little amount she had left..). During her school years, she mainly stuck to reading books and studying for the courses she would take the following year. When she did manage to watch the tv, it was on channels where one would learn about stuff such as nature or landmarks. Simply because she found the world fascinating.

    “Of course not,” she said, watching the much taller male take a seat. She moved her book aside so that he knew he had her full attention on him. “So, may I ask what you’re doing here? Do you enjoy the drinks?”