There Is Nothing I Do Better Than Revenge (terribly_vane) wrote in afic,
Walking down Diagon Alley, Romilda let herself relax and enjoy the fresh air after having been stuck indoors for one of Stanley’s infamously long and interminably dull meetings. The simple act of being able to stretch her legs made her feel better and with four cups of coffee flowing through her system she was pleasantly buzzed.
When she didn’t immediately spot Robbie’s distinctive figure outside the café, a line furrowed itself between Romilda’s eyebrows as she scanned the café and pushed open the doors to walk indoors. The chill of the air was more than pleasant after the heat of outside as it rushed to her skin and her smile was fleeting and mischievous as she spotted him at one of the tables with a small concession to the summer outside the window. “Hullo Robbie,” Romilda said by way of greeting as she moved through the nests of tables towards one of the few people she considered a friend. Briefly she wondered what he was looking out the window towards- colleagues, a pretty girl to make bets with Roger over or something far away and out of touch.
Sliding onto the chair opposite, she leaned back to cross her legs and flash a bright grin at him. “Galleon for your thoughts?”