Where is the Chocolate? {OPEN}

Lora needed some Chocolate Frogs and she needed them now. Of course, it was sort of dramatic but she rarely felt this sort of craving for sweets and candies. Her favourite was still Bertie Bott's Beans but right now she wanted some chocolate. She was walking down the aisles, carefully looking at each shelf, while trying not to be distracted.

Timo was easily amused, and easily bored. Therefore causing trouble in public was the best solution to his boredom- the feeling of schadenfreude that overwhelmed him felt like victory. Today his victim was a girl wandering around Ivanovich's, looking rather spacey while searching the shelves frantically. According to Timo's- albeit second-rate- deductive skills, he deduced that she was an extremely picky person, searching for a specific brand- maybe even a specific flavour- of candy. He crept up quietly behind her, hoping not to get her attention until he spoke.

"You're gonna be fat, you know."

"Well, it's a good thing you don't fancy me then, isn't it?" Lora replied, not even bothering to turn around. She was never rude really, no matter what the situation. But she couldn't help it, she needed to find some chocolate. Sensing that the boy might not leave, she sighed and stopped searching the shelves.

"I'm sorry about that, just not in a good mood," she told with a small smile. "And at this point, I don't care about my appearance, but thanks for the comment anyway."

"Well, I was just warning you!" Timo fumed, feeling a bit offended by the girl feeling offended, "No need to take it so seriously, I was just waaaarning you, you'd thank me for saving you from diabetes and stuff!"

Feeling slightly guilty from her reaction, Timo frantically thought of a way of attempting to save his reputation- he quickly paced over and stooped down, staring at the shelves of sweets.

"So, what are you looking for? I'm sure if you don't consume too much in quantity, your fat will not increase in proportion..."

"Well, thanks for that, then." Lora grinned slightly. "And I did say I was sorry, which I am. I didn't take it seriously, I've just been having a really bad week." She admitted.

"You do realize that I don't care about quantity and proportions, right?" She asked with a light laugh. "It's my only source of comfort at this point and I plan on eating it atleast quite a bit. I'm looking for some Chocolate Frogs, by the way," she answered the boy's question and resumed her search.

"Bad week?"

Timo felt even more guilty now, maybe it was karma biting him in the rear end, maybe it was just a feeling. He had to strive to rectify this situation, and made sure he acted like a gentleman! Maybe he shouldn't have followed in his brother's footsteps of being a delinquent after all, but unfortunately for Timo, it's become part of his nature.

"Comfort?! Bad week?" Timo exclaimed, slightly shocked, "a girl as pretty as you should not be sad! What's wrong? I'll punch the lights out o' whatever douchelord that's making you mad!!"

He gestured with his hands, then cracked his knuckles and scrunched his eyebrows up, trying to convey that he meant business.

Lora giggled amusedly at the boy's unexpected reaction. They just met and he was already willing to beat someone up. Hm, maybe he just likes fighting, she mused. "Lucky for you, there's no douchelord that's making me mad. I've just been having nightmares and I haven't got any proper sleep for a long time." She sighed to herself and felt the familiar fear inside of her as she thought of them.

Not wanting to ruin the mood, she plastered a smile on her face and replied, "But I do appreciate it and I'll probably come to you in case someone does make me mad," she teased. "Don't know if it's late for introductions, but I'm Lora."

"Nightmares? We can't have that!!" Timo stated, grabbing her hands and clasping them in his own, "Forget what I said about getting fat, you need to eat all the good food! Like apple strudels! Apple strudels never fail to make me happy!"

Timo frantically scooped up a bunch of chocolate and miscellaneous sweets into his arms and exclaimed, "I'll pay for these! I can't let somebody be sad because of their own mind!!"

He waddled off, struggling down the aisle with the load in his arms.

Cocking his head back, he let out an upbeat cry of "My name's Timo!"

Lora looked at Timo in surprise and shock as he gathered all the items from the shelf and quickly followed him before he could reach the counter. Taking the things from his hand, she told, "Are you crazy? There's no way I can let you pay for all these things!" She walked back and placed back the items in the respective places. "Besides, I don't need that much of goodies anyway," she muttered to herself.

At the same time, she couldn't help but smile genuinely at the boy. "I'll take up your offer on the apple strudels though cause honestly speaking, they sound really good now. And Timo? It's nice to meet you," she smiled sheepishly and gave him a hug.