Who: Duke and Pansy What: Duke retrieving his jacket When: Saturday night Where: Pansy's Warnings: It's going to be dirty Rating: R? Status: Incomplete
It was 8:58pm on Saturday night and Duke was alone in his house, leaning over a desk-like structure to stare at himself in the mirror. He wasn't particularly narcissistic, but he had to admit that he made himself look good for this little plan. While he'd told her that he was going to come get his jacket, he didn't mean he was going to just take it and leave. He wanted to see her again, see how things went, maybe talk...or other things.
Duke sprayed on a little bit of cologne, grabbed anything he needed and went to the fire place to floo to the address Pansy had given him. The green flames almost tickled and he ended up in a new fire place, stepping out slowly to observe the room with a little grin. He was dressed normally, a dark t-shirt and jeans along with his boots.
"Hellooooo?" He called, tone a little dark and mischievious. He had no idea what to expect or what they'd actually do, but it was late and he was excited to see her again.