cara june bainbridge
HOGWARTS ALUM AUTHOR PART TIME CASHIER AT FLOREAN FORTESCUE'S ICE CREAM PARLOUR PART TIME EMPLOYEE AT SPELLBUCKS
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Dec 30, 2018 23:11:16 GMT -7
Post by cara june bainbridge on Dec 30, 2018 23:11:16 GMT -7
@sephy 12.23.2024 Cara had given herself a deadline of Christmas (or more realistically, the start of 2025), to have a good chunk of her novel written up and ready to be analyzed by Peyton. There had been dozens of letters back and forth confirming the date. And she had failed miserably. Parts had been written, there was no denying that Cara had worked on her book. But it wasn’t even close to being a readable piece of work yet. There were sizeable areas missing and plotlines barely touched on yet. Her well of information she had been drawing on had dried up in the last two months, since her correspondences with her younger sister started to decrease. The part that had kicked her when she was already down was the fact that Kinsey wasn’t going to be coming home for Christmas, apparently deciding that spending it at Hogwarts would be infinitely more interesting than spending it with her family. Those were Cara’s projected thoughts, not Kinsey’s. She had no idea what her sister’s real reasoning was, just that she was going to be staying at school. The house was going to feel empty this year now that Kinsey was gone too. Diana had disappeared again after Cara’s brief encounter with her almost two months earlier, and Dustin wasn’t able to make it back in time either. So it was mum, dad, the triplets, and Cara. Wonderful.
She was in a mood today too. Writing that morning had produced zero useable work, just like the day before, and the entirety of the month before that. Slow and steady was not going to win the race and her parents were starting to put the pressure on her to get a job outside of writing. If they were hinting at that, then it must have looked bad. She couldn’t tell because her nose was inches away from her ‘book’ every waking moment, only taking breaks to eat and sleep. And barely sleep at that. Calling it a writer’s block would confirm that she was having problems with it, but as the deadline creeped closer, so was she to calling it exactly that. She had even spent the time to draw up a résumé in case she needed it in a few weeks.
Taking a small break to rest her hands from writing, Cara had thrown herself on the large couch in the family room, her face stuffed into the corner of it, back turned to whatever else was going on in the house. She didn’t even know who was around right now. Her parents had mentioned taking the triplets Christmas shopping (wasn’t that late? Christmas was in two days), but she could still hear someone shuffling around the house. As long as whoever it was left her in peace while she rested, then she could maybe get some real work done later on. Maybe…
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Jan 5, 2019 20:21:31 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2019 20:21:31 GMT -7
12.23.2024 It felt so nice to be on break! She was finally able to be home and see her family. She had missed her mum and dad so much and of course there was all of her sisters and her brother. Except, Kinsey had decided to stay back at Hogwarts and that had made her really sad. Dustin hadn’t been able to make it back either and that had made her incredibly sad. Even Diana hadn’t been here when she’d come home and she hadn’t seen her in a really long time and that had just been the icing on top of the cake that had made her cry the first few days she had been back home. Her mother had tried to console her but it had been a fruitless task because every time she walked around the house she had felt the fact that three of her siblings weren’t home. She understood that everyone was getting older and had their own things to do but she had always looked forward to the holidays because she had always looked forward to all of them being together. It was strange missing three of them. And it hurt.
She felt better now though; the sadness would well up when she passed one of their empty rooms, but she was much better than she had been before. She had a mission now, something she wanted to focus on instead of focusing on the fact that all of them weren’t there. Since the beginning of the school year, she’d had an idea, something that had popped into her head because of a close friend, something that she wanted to try for herself. It wasn’t until now that she truly wanted to pursue the idea, because she was at home and she had the time. Mum and Dad had wanted to take her Christmas shopping with them but she’d convinced them to let her stay home, without telling them what she wanted to do. She wanted to do this on her own because she wanted it to be a surprise. She wanted to dye her hair. Just to a dark brown color to see what it was like. And it should be really easy because she was blonde and it was much easier to go from lighter colors to darker colors. There was going to be a bit of a problem though because she couldn’t use her magic to do it. She was still underaged, and even though she’d learned the spell to dye her hair she couldn’t use it because of that. So she was going to have to do this the other way. Using actual dye. She’d made a quick trip to the store, grabbed the dye with the small amount of muggle money she had, and returned home to start the task.
It… didn’t go quite as planned. The dye got everywhere. Her hair ended up being a spotty mess. And she had gasped when she had seen the end results. This wasn’t what she had wanted at all! She needed some help. She probably should have asked for help in the first place but she had wanted to do it on her own. And she hadn’t wanted to bother anyone with something that should have been a small task. Mum and Dad and her triplet sisters were all gone, which meant she had to ask Cara for help. Maybe her sister was writing? She tried to clean up her mess as best as she could before she made her way to her older sister’s room. The door was closed, which didn’t mean a lot considering she kept her door closed anyway for the most part, especially nowadays so that she could write in peace. What if she was inside? She shouldn’t knock; she didn’t want to interrupt her writing process. Her book was so much more important than hair! She could wait. She could definitely wait. Sighing a little bit, she resigned herself to going to the kitchen to grab a snack and walked away from the closed door. She made her way down the steps, looking up only to find herself looking at the back of the very person she had been looking for. "Oh! Cara! I thought you were upstairs writing," she beamed, happy to see her sister and momentarily forgetting why she’d been looking for her in the first place.
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cara june bainbridge
HOGWARTS ALUM AUTHOR PART TIME CASHIER AT FLOREAN FORTESCUE'S ICE CREAM PARLOUR PART TIME EMPLOYEE AT SPELLBUCKS
279 posts
played by Colin
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last online Mar 28, 2024 19:39:31 GMT -7
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Jan 16, 2019 21:09:47 GMT -7
Post by cara june bainbridge on Jan 16, 2019 21:09:47 GMT -7
@sephy 12.23.2024 Footsteps were coming down the steps and Cara did her best to move as far into the couch as she could. If it looked like she was asleep, then whoever it was would probably ignore her. With her face turned away from the room, they definitely wouldn’t see her feigning sleep. She was terrible at it usually, so she had a glimmer of hope this time.
The feet got closer, and then she heard Seph call out her name, all happy and peppy as usual. Unless she was crying for some reason. Not that Persephone Bainbridge needed a reason. Cara still hadn’t forgotten the wet shoulder her younger sister had given her almost a year ago, all because she and Diana would be graduating. At times, Cara admired her Seph’s ability to be as real and genuine with her emotions as possible, but more often than not it was over something silly and Cara was stuck easing the girl’s pain or whatever. The tone in her voice today said that it wasn’t going to be a sob fest, so Cara flipped her herself over in order to give her full attention.
She almost jumped off the couch when she saw what Seph had done to her hair, her mouth hanging open as she shifted to a sitting position so that she could get a better look at what was going on. “Seph, what the hell did you do to yourself?” Cara didn’t mean to be critical, but it always came out that way regardless of how she actually intended it. “Did the color-changing charm misfire? It’s all-” she paused to motion with her hands what the condition of it looked like, waving them around in a nonsensical motion. “Patchy?” That seemed the best way to describe the weird amalgamation of blonde and brown but not in the way that hair should actually look.
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Feb 26, 2019 5:06:20 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Feb 26, 2019 5:06:20 GMT -7
12.23.2024 She was completely distracted and entirely too ecstatic by the sight of her sister to remember that she had been looking for Cara for a reason. Luckily enough, Cara brought her back to square one, commenting on the spotted look of her hair and she remembered with full clarity that she had messed up her project. Her face fell into a bit of a frown and her one of her hands came up to tug on one of the brown and blonde locks that swung into her face. "Oh. Yeah. Well I can’t use the color-changing charm because I’m not of age yet. I don’t want to get mum and dad into trouble so I thought it would be easy to do it without magic. I thought I could do it myself but it didn’t turn out so well," she explained to her sister, looking between the lock in her hand and the older blonde. ”And I didn’t want to bother you because I knew you were writing anyway so I thought I would wait and come down and get a snack instead." She really wished her hair would have turned out much better than it had. It seemed so easy in her head. Her frown got deeper at the direction of her thoughts. Looking at her sister, the way her mouth hung open as she looked at her hair let her know it looked as bad as she had originally thought it had. She really wished that she would have waited until mum or dad got back. Peyton and Penelope could have even helped her with it. "If you were going to write more, I can wait until dad gets home. He might know how to help me." She knew how important writing was to Cara so she knew that Cara would rather be working on that. She could definitely wait until her parents got home from shopping. It wasn’t as if she had any plans today anyway. She let the multicolored lock of hair go and she nodded in a poor attempt to hide her sadness.
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cara june bainbridge
HOGWARTS ALUM AUTHOR PART TIME CASHIER AT FLOREAN FORTESCUE'S ICE CREAM PARLOUR PART TIME EMPLOYEE AT SPELLBUCKS
279 posts
played by Colin
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last online Mar 28, 2024 19:39:31 GMT -7
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Feb 27, 2019 23:42:52 GMT -7
Post by cara june bainbridge on Feb 27, 2019 23:42:52 GMT -7
@sephy 12.23.2024 It started to make more sense as her sister explained the situation; not being able to use magic meant she had to dye her hair the muggle way. The muggle way obviously didn’t pan out because she had no idea what she was doing and attempted it on her own. It would have been one thing if she had dyed her hair before and it simply didn’t turn out the way it was supposed to. But this? “I don’t think mum and dad would have gotten in trouble if you used a color-changing charm. I used to do it all the time to try and match Diana.” Her twin’s metamorphmagus ability had instilled a deep-rooted jealousy for a time when Cara first went to Hogwarts. Everyone liked the kids with the special powers, and while Diana’s was obviously out in the open, there was also the fact that she was wedged between her twin and Kinsey, each sporting their own uniqueness. So in a way, she could understand why Seph wanted to do away with the blonde for a while.
Her sister’s worries about getting in the way of her writing were valid. If the bedroom door was closed, Cara was not looking for silliness. But she wasn’t in her room and she wasn’t working. The least she could do was help Seph get the color the correct shade. The way she was playing with her hair, looking somewhat dejected by the failed attempt, had Cara moving off of the couch and taking her sister by the hand, starting to lead her back towards her bedroom. “I’ll fix it. Shouldn’t take too long to charm your whole head to go one color.” The only tricky bit would be whether the chemicals from the muggle dye would play a part in the process. She doubted it, but anything was possible. “Go ahead and sit at my desk,” Cara instructed as she fetched her wand from the nightstand next to her bed. She’d clean the mess up in no time.
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