Post by Ares Edward Lestrange on Mar 13, 2019 16:59:00 GMT -7
23RD DECEMBER 2024
The Twenty-third was a day Ares had free until his boss had yelled down his phone. The Christmas season was finally picking up in Hogs Head, with the students and teachers free, meaning more stress for the boss and more stress for the bartenders. When the Lestrange turned up, the countertops had already been covered in the sticky debris of alcohol, fire whiskeys thrown to the side and the usual butterbeer here or there provided for the patrons who could no longer consume alcohol. In other words, being cut off. He nodded in the direction of his favourite colleague, his hand clapping against his back in greeting and in goodbye. He was officially taking over.
”Alright!” He called out to the patrons. ”In spirit of Christmas Eve and the wonderful day that is Christmas…Approaching us…Who’s next?!” The calling had been a mistake, the sudden uproar of drunk men and flirtatious woman made their way around the bar, leaving a smirk on the Lestrange’s lips. His fingers clicked, the spell in mind which poured the usually drinks for the people around him…Until dark eyes settled upon one person he simply had no clue of. Her brunette hair and soft faced seemed familiar, one he had probably seen in passing back at his time at Hogwarts. But anything was possible.
”And for you?” He murmured down to her, blocking out the sound of the yells from the other customers. ”What would you like? A Butterbeer? Firewhiskey in our finest glasses? Or perhaps a Muggle cocktail.”
@tamara & hopefully this works !