Who: Duke & Pansy What: Hanging out When: Friday night after drinking with T Where: Pansy's flat Warnings: TBA Status: Incomplete
Duke didn't even know if he was in the right place. Had he ever been outside of Pansy's place? That last time he was here...maybe he flooed. Now he didn't know, but he thought it was hilarious as he stumbled outside the building he thought was it and started laughing at himself. How he even apparated back, he didn't know. All he did know was that he and T had just left some unlucky lad out in the middle of nowhere with no clothes or anything else except a goodbye present. It was a rather ingenious plan; he only wished that he could know the results.
It took a few doors and some angry neighbors until Duke found the right one. After knocking on Pansy's door, he slumped against the door frame, his forehead resting on his arm with a lazy grin. Now he just wanted to see her, to kiss her, to wrap around her in bed and fall asleep. The morning sounded even better with breakfast in bed and tons of other fun stuff, but that was far away. "Pansyyyyy," he called after a few seconds.