WHO: Verity Weller & George Weasley
WHAT: talkin', gettin' ready for the party
WHERE: the basement store room of the WWW
WHEN: Sunday evening
WARNINGS/RATING/STATUS: None really/PG?/Ongoing!
Wiping the back of her hand across her forehead, Verity let out a breath and leaned against a stack of boxes. How had the stockroom managed to get this messy and crowded? She'd thought it would be much easier to get everything cleared out. But the party was less than a week away and she hadn't even cleaned everything out, let alone started setting up.
And she still had Zoey's dinner and her normal week to get through! She'd
never do it in time.
She pushed off the boxes and crossed the room, starting up the stairs. "George!" she yelled, moving up towards the store. "Help me!"