InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "i drove into a ditch haha oops"

When Eve had first invited Alex to come out to the UK a few weeks ago, she'd scoffed, thinking it was completely insane. How could she just up and go halfway around the world? But Eve had done it years ago, and so she'd helped her figure it out. Alex might have felt guilty letting her pay for everything to get her out there, but Eve understood her dysfunction with money better than anyone. They'd grown up in the same family, after all. And then arriving in that strange time between Christmas and New Year's had been bizarre on a whole other level, and she'd not been sure about staying, especially when Eve told her she'd been invited to go sailing around the world for a bit.

But Alex had decided to stay, if only while Eve was gone, to house sit for her. Eve had shown her around enough, leaving a list of important floo addresses, and explained the local currency (how ridiculous that they still used coins here!), and the last week since Eve had left on her journey was spent trying to find a job. She'd applied at so many of the shops in Diagon Alley, Victory Road, and Hogsmeade, but it was only when she turned in her application to Hannah at the Leaky Cauldron a couple days ago that she'd finally been given a break. And now she was starting her very first training shift.

The lunch rush was just ending when she came in, which would give her a few hours to train before the dinner rush started. It was a slow day, it seemed, but it wasn't completely dead. She'd just filled a glass with warm ale from the tap, thankful that she had at least done a stint bartending before and so knew how to do so, even though the beer was warm instead of the cold stuff people drank back home. Turning abruptly to take the drink to the patron, she nearly ran into Albie, one of her new coworkers, the ale splashing over the rim and soaking into his shirt.

"Shit!" she cursed automatically, flushing. "I'm so sorry! Let me just..." She set the glass on the shelf behind the bar and got her wand out, thankfully adept at these sorts of cleaning charms, as these sorts of spills could get super expensive if not dealt with right away. She pulled the liquid from his shirt, vanishing it, her expression sheepish as she anticipated his derision toward her. It wouldn't be the first time a long-haired tattooed guy had given her shit for her apparent incompetence on the job. She just hoped Hannah wouldn't hold it against her and fire her before she even had a chance to do the job.