Marcus Belby (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} lazyarse) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} sixdegreesrpg,@ 2009-05-11 10:44:00 |
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WHO: Marcus Belby and OPEN
WHERE: Diagon Alley
WHEN: Around lunchtime, May 11
WHAT: Marcus is procrastinating.
RATING: G
WARNINGS: None.
STATUS: Incomplete
Marcus hated grocery shopping. Not as much as doing laundry, but it was a close second. He avoided it, eating as much as he could scrounge at the pub and waiting until he absolutely couldn't put it off any longer.
Today was that day. So he had reluctantly gotten out of bed before noon and walked over to Diagon Alley - apparating took far too much effort, and he only did it if he had to. He started towards the market, but his steps got slower and slower as he got closer. Merlin, he hated this.
He decided that the shopping could wait a bit. Besides, he hadn't eaten yet. He should get a bite first, he reasoned. You're not supposed to shop on an empty stomach. So he headed over to Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour instead, ordering a large sundae and taking it to one of the tables outside, slowly eating it as he watched the people go by. He was the only one out there, since for most people it was a bit early for ice cream, or they were just getting off for their lunch break.
It was here that he was sitting when someone walked by him, dropping something as they went. "Oi, you dropped your thing," he helpfully called to them, not making a move to get up and help.
WHERE: Diagon Alley
WHEN: Around lunchtime, May 11
WHAT: Marcus is procrastinating.
RATING: G
WARNINGS: None.
STATUS: Incomplete
Marcus hated grocery shopping. Not as much as doing laundry, but it was a close second. He avoided it, eating as much as he could scrounge at the pub and waiting until he absolutely couldn't put it off any longer.
Today was that day. So he had reluctantly gotten out of bed before noon and walked over to Diagon Alley - apparating took far too much effort, and he only did it if he had to. He started towards the market, but his steps got slower and slower as he got closer. Merlin, he hated this.
He decided that the shopping could wait a bit. Besides, he hadn't eaten yet. He should get a bite first, he reasoned. You're not supposed to shop on an empty stomach. So he headed over to Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour instead, ordering a large sundae and taking it to one of the tables outside, slowly eating it as he watched the people go by. He was the only one out there, since for most people it was a bit early for ice cream, or they were just getting off for their lunch break.
It was here that he was sitting when someone walked by him, dropping something as they went. "Oi, you dropped your thing," he helpfully called to them, not making a move to get up and help.