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Susan Amelia Bones ([info]susanamybones) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-09-09 22:29:00

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Entry tags:character: harry potter, character: lavender brown, character: susan bones, status: complete

RP: Post-Funeral Blues
Who: Susan and OPEN, literally anyone

What: Drinking

Where: Finnigan's

When: Tuesday September 9, early evening

Rating: SFW I think?

Susan was, to borrow a rather wonderful phrase from her brother, completely and totally off her face. She'd arrived at the bar straight after the funeral, and begun drinking with the sort of grim intensity and dogged determination of someone who was absolutely committed to getting drunk as fast as humanly possible.

By the time she was properly drunk, it was early evening and most of the pain from watching her colleagues family cling to one another and sob as their only daughter placed in the ground had dulled to something more acceptable. Thinking that perhaps she should interact with the people around her, she looked around the pub.



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[info]susanamybones
2014-09-20 03:32 pm UTC (link)
Susan nodded at Lavender in glum agreement. "It's never fair, men can walk around with puffy eyes and it's all 'Oh yes well done you obviously got lots of ladies into bed' but the moment a girl has sleepy eyes she gets snide comments. Double standards I tell you, it's just not Quidditch."

She sighed and looked at her watch. "I suppose I should go home too? Lavender do you need to drunk girl stagger with someone? Or should we call Cormac?"

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[info]angustifolia
2014-09-20 03:56 pm UTC (link)
Lavender wrinkled her nose, uncertain at the mention of Cormac. "We're not dating. I don't even know what we are. He's just... Well, he's just Cormac, you know?" She decided she was too tipsy to dwell on that or she might starting thinking that it would be a really good idea to get some of those really great kisses now.

She also decided not to count how many shots she'd had. Best to let that remain one of the mysteries of the universe.

"Mm. I'll be fine." A little wobbly, but fine. She peered around Susan at Harry. "Though I think someone else might be stumbling home," she said pointedly.

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[info]auror__potter
2014-09-25 12:49 am UTC (link)
Harry snickered. "Bet he's good in bed. He looks like he'd be good in bed. Nice arms." Harry knew he was going to regret this in the morning, but right at this moment he found it hard to care. "You're lucky, Lav."

He waved away Lavender's concerns. "M'ok. I'll get home fine, I've Apparated in worse conditions than this." At least, he hoped he wouldn't Splinch himself. That'd be embarrassing.

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