Blaise A. Zabini (pretendingtobe) wrote in unforgivenrpg, @ 2010-09-27 20:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, 2000-09, c: blaise zabini, c: theodore nott, type: thread |
Who: Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott
When: Monday Night
Where: Theodore's
Rating: Medium
Warnings: Language. Drinking. Nothing more than that.
Summary: Drinking games and catching up with friends.
Blaise had sworn he was going to slow down drinking. Not for Padma and not for his mum but because he seemed to lose control of his tongue when he was drunk. He became a person he didn't exactly recognize and he hated losing control of anything. Blaise liked to be in complete control of everything at all times.
Even despite that promise, Blaise found himself apparating to Nott's home in Devon. He was dressed causally and was carrying an aged bottle of firewhiskey. He had almost talked himself out of it but he just couldn't pass up the opportunity to out drink one of his friends. His only hope was that Astoria wasn't going to be around and that he didn't make any flirtatious overtures at Nott's fiancée. He really made no secret that he used to fancy her when they were at school. His plan for the evening also included avoiding Su. He was already enjoying their interactions far too much and he was afraid to analyze why he wanted to be around her so much. Blaise had no intentions of getting drunk and declaring his love or anything equally repulsive.
Fussing with the cuffs on his shirt, Blaise knocked on the front door. He had just left the hospital and was already feeling the need for a stiff drink. Resisting the urge to knock again, Blaise waited impatiently for Theodore to answer the door.