Tracey Davis (leave_a_trace) wrote in afic, @ 2011-01-12 01:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: adrian pucey, character: tracey davis, player: stacey, x player: myriam |
Who: Tracey Davis and Adrian Pucey
Where: Adrian's flat
When: Wednesday evening
What: Boy needs vodka. Delivered. Tracey's a vodka fairy
Rating: PG-13 for language, most likely
Status: In progress
She wasn't stockpiling, she frequently told herself whenever she arrived home with yet another bottle of vodka. It was that she never really wanted to run out. Two very different things. She insisted upon that. It was just that every time she went by a muggle liquor store, she bought a bottle of vodka! It was habit! It didn't happen all that often, but since it generally took her longer to drink a bottle than it did to buy one (generally), they added up.
Now, Adrian was in need of some vodka therapy, and Tracey was glad to have it. Grabbing a backpack, she emptied it of its contents and filled it with four rather large bottles as well as a tiny sample-sized bottle of tequila. You never knew when variety would come in handy. Casting a few spells to lighten the load and keep the clinking to a minimum, Tracey threw it over her shoulder and apparated to Falmouth, in the neighbourhood in which Adrian currently resided. She had never been to his new flat, but it sounded promising, and didn't look half bad once she arrived.
She walked up the stairs to the building where a nice gentleman held the door open for her. Tracey shot him a smile and then followed Adrian's directions up to his floor and finally to his door, on which she knocked. Who knew if he'd even want her to stay, or if he'd just accept her bag and close the door. Stranger things had happened and he was quite obviously distressed. She supposed she would see.