Post by mina pandora oliveira on Feb 14, 2017 19:37:38 GMT -7
Mina thought it had been a long night out. Upon further inspection, it hadn’t really been that long, and she had just gotten bombed really fast. Thankfully it was a Friday night and she didn’t have to work the next day. The holidays were over and she had worked enough that her boss figured giving her Saturdays off from now on was a good idea. She couldn’t have agreed more. In one way, she probably had been a little too excited about having the following day off, and that lead her to this position. Her friends seemed to have realized this and dropped her off close to her apartment. That was good enough, since they were muggles and there were numerous things inside that she and her sister owned that would not go over well with a muggle audience. She had tried doing that once, bringing someone home with her, and Callisto had almost killed her. Whatever. Those were little details anyways.
She stumbled through the front door of the apartment, keys jingling loudly. Her dog was lying on the couch again. That meant Callisto wasn’t home yet, because Titania would never be allowed up there. Pointing her finger at the ground, Mina mumbled something close to ‘Off’ at her dog before slamming the door shut behind her. The dog didn’t move and she really wasn’t in the mood to argue with the ball of fluff. Walking down the small hallway, Mina stumbled into a room and flopped down on the bed, tossing her wand somewhere, her purse in the opposite direction. The bed was nice, especially with her eyes sealed shut, and would have continued to be so except for the faint ticking coming from somewhere in the room. That was funny. She didn’t remember having a clock in her room. Snapping her eyes open, Mina flipped her head to the other side of the bed, spotting the source of the ticking. There was the goddamn clock that she didn’t have in her room. Callisto must have put it there to make her learn how to be on time or something silly like that. Sitting up on the bed, she reached for the clock, stopping her hand a few inches short of it. Wrinkling her brow, she glanced around the room. This wasn’t her room. It was Callisto’s. In a way, it kind of made a little sense to her.
Smiling idiotically, Mina hopped to her feet, taking one last look at the annoying clock. She kind of hated it. Starting to pull her gaze from it, she noticed that the drawer to the nightstand was somewhat open, and there were pieces of paper sticking out of it. They did say curiosity killed the cat, but she wasn’t a cat, she was a Wulfe. And quite honestly, she didn’t know who they were to begin with, so all was fair game to her. Opening the drawer the rest of the way, she pulled a handful of paper out, tossing it on the bed as she grabbed more from inside and doing the same with it. What in Merlin’s good name were these? Pushing her arm to the back of the drawer to make sure she didn’t miss anything, her fingers felt something else, and her arm produced a giant chocolate kiss. Giggling to herself in realization of what all this meant, Mina set the candy down on the nightstand and went to work reading (as best she could in her inebriated state) the papers she had pulled out.
As she made her way through each and every letter, she became increasingly more giddy, realizing that the ‘Dancing Boy’, as the letters indicated her sister’s admirer, was still a student and she had met him during the Ministry event thingy. This was all too good to be true. Suddenly, she heard the front door open and Titania bounce onto the floor from the couch. Callisto was home. This wasn’t good. Shoving the letters back into the drawer and closing it, Mina rushed out into the hall to make it look like she was casually walking to greet her sister. Except it was something closer to stumbling and laughing at the same time. Clearing her throat to prevent further giggles, she stopped in front of her sister and bowed. “Welcome home dear sister, care for a dance?” She continued laughing as she looked up to meet Callisto’s eyes, the sudden realization that she had left her purse and wand in the bedroom, as well as forgot to put the chocolate back in the drawer. That wasn’t good.