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Mar 4, 2020 10:44:13 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 4, 2020 10:44:13 GMT -7
It was the end of a very long night with an absolutely horrendous client. A very large muggle man who stank of beer and cigar smoke had paid a great deal of money to take her as his date to a work event in an attempt to show off to some of his coworkers. The issue was, however, that he barely dressed the part, and he apparently made little effort on his own personal hygiene. Lucy was fairly sure that everyone around her saw through the charade that they were playing, but she didn’t care. She got paid up front. The later into the night it got, the harder it was for Lucy to pretend that she was in love with the man. At the end of the party, he offered to pay her extended rate for her to stay for the rest of the evening and she decided. He then yelled at her, as she walked away. She had half a mind to obliviate him, but she wanted his co-workers and friends to make him feel weird about it for the rest of his time there.
After that - she needed a drink. She returned to her office to pay them their portion of her earnings for the night, changed her outfit to something more casual, and took her things to a bar around the corner, down the street from the Leaky Cauldron entrance to Diagon Alley. A muggle bar, a place she was mostly likely to be able to fly under the radar. But when she walked in she sighed, loudly, and dramatically, when she saw him sitting there. “rough night?” she asked her brother-in-law, sitting beside him at the bar.
@oscar
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Mar 25, 2020 12:05:58 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 25, 2020 12:05:58 GMT -7
Oscar had been frequenting bars more frequently since his discovery on his birthday that he had a wife he didn’t know about. It was funny, almost – so many people were depressed finding out their significant other had a wife or a husband they didn’t know about, but for Oscar it was his own secret spouse driving him to the drink. It wasn’t that he didn’t like, or even maybe love, Anna. It was just that he was growing increasingly sure that whatever version of him she had fallen in love with was a better person than he was. And he didn’t know what to do about that.
Oscar took another long drink, and then froze when he heard a familiar voice. Apparently he wasn’t safe from his woes, even in a Muggle bar. “Are they ever not rough?” he asked, laughing humorlessly. “What are you doing here?” Though he had been using Lucy as a resource to learn more about Anna, he hadn’t learned all that much about the woman herself.
@lucyweasley
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Mar 26, 2020 14:22:14 GMT -7
Post by Deleted on Mar 26, 2020 14:22:14 GMT -7
Oscar seemed just as surprised to see her here as she was to see him. But she couldn’t blame him. He didn’t really know her. People who kewn her would know that she liked a good time and often stayed out fairly late into the night and frequented several bars. But of course, they didn’t know exactly what she was out doing. He asked if nights were ever not rough and she sighed, but nodded her head, “Cheers to that, mate.” she sunk down into the stool beside him. “Just stopping for a nightcap before heading home.” she admitted. Lucy ordered her drink, a rum and coke, one of her go-to’s for sipping. And then turned back to her brother in law. “Does Anna know you’re here?” she asked.
@oscar
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