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kndoyle (kndoyle) wrote in 20somethings,

Text to M: Then it might be time to see how much I can get by there.

Kieran had no idea why he was standing in front of St. Mungo's poised to spring a young, rich Were from a private ward. He walked in greeting the night witch and making his way up to the ward. They knew him there, obviously. But they couldn't apparate out of the hospital. He fingered a pouch of floo powder in his pocket. If he could get her out of the Ward and to the tea room they could leave through the fireplace.

He knocked at the Ward door. "Yes, oh Kieran. Came back for that extra night?" The healer asked.

"I did." He replied as the witch opened the door.

"I'll be right back. Need to grab your medication from our potion makers." Kieran waited until he couldn't hear her steps anymore.

Text to M: I'm in gen pop Ward. Can you meet me? I'll have to floo us out of here.