Ellis ; A Pleasent Stroll Subject: An Afternoon's Stroll Who: Ellis Wetherald Where: The Streets of London Warnings: None Open to: Anyone
Ellis had been up and about for only a few hours, despite it now being 4 'o'clock in the afternoon, having slept off his hangover from the night before and successfully avoided any of those that might have attempted to collect what they were owed. He would have to speak to Benedict again before long about an increase in allowance, in fact, he would do it tomorrow; pay a little surprise visit to Benedict, Eleanor and their children. He wanted to meet the children very much, and it was rude of Benedict not to have told him about the additions to the family. Only Bella had told him, glad to no longer be the youngest.
Ah, Bella. She would have enjoyed the Hurst's Ball, although probably not his attention to Miss Patience Hurst. A very attractive young lady, there was no doubt about that. Amusing too. Smart, even, in her own way. Popular too, and well know for her skills as a hostess. And rich. Very, very rich. In short, in Ellis' mind, she was perfect. Just the sort of young woman he should get to know better in the coming weeks, until his crone of a mother gave in and gave him the money he asked of her. She would, in the end.
He smiled to himself, pulling on his jacket and hummed as he went to the door, selecting his cane from the stand and shutting the door behind himself. It was a fine day. Perhaps it might rain in the night, but he would be inside, probably at a party by that point, and rain would hardly hurt him there. Still humming, he made his way down the cobbled street, unsure where his feet would lead him, but enjoying himself all the same.