Post by Ares Edward Lestrange on Jan 11, 2019 19:41:32 GMT -7
boredom's not for me.
JANUARY 4TH 2025
Saturday’s usually tended to be busy at Hog’s Head but with some convincing that the new year and the celebrations of the holiday’s wouldn’t bring around too many customers, Ares managed to convince the owner to allow him to have access to the bar alone for the rest of the day. With his reunion with his youngest sister being just the day prior, Ares decided for the three Lestrange children to come together and talk their afternoon away with a couple of Firewhiskeys. Ares’ favourite. And with some convincing, he managed to rope Andy as well as Ariadne through owls to join.
With his fingers drumming against the counter top, Ares found himself growing bored of waiting. Blue eyes crossed from the decor in front of him up to the obnoxious clock the bar had and back down again. It was a simple waiting game that Ares had to wallow in, but refused to do so quietly. Instead, his hand twisted, — wandless magic being used leading onto music suddenly playing from the old jukebox in the far corner.
Hopping over the counter top, the Lestrange smacked his hands together, deciding what drink to conjure up for himself, he snapped his fingers, wandlessly charming the bottles to come in his direction — his brow raising as he looked through his options as if he didn’t know all of the bottle’s names by heart.