Tracey Davis (leave_a_trace) wrote in afic, @ 2011-03-19 18:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: oliver wood, character: tracey davis, x player: myriam, x player: veetee |
Who: Oliver Wood and Tracey Davis
Where: Oliver and Jonathan's
When: Friday, March 18th (backdated)
What: Tracey needs a favour in the form of Quidditch tickets.
Rating: PG-13?
Status: In Progress
It was rude. She knew it was rude. But in a way, wasn't this what friends were for? A friend in need should, technically, be able to knock on a friend's door and be welcomed, right? And if Wood wasn't home, she supposed she could speak to her cousin long enough to find out if Oliver had a spare ticket or two to the Puddlemere game tomorrow.
It was rude. She knew it was rude. But people did it to her all the time - with alcohol, mostly - and she didn't mind. It was time that someone (Oliver) returned the favour. Right? Right.
Besides, he was dating her cousin, so they were pretty much family.
Tracey hadn't really thought about it very much until she arrived in their neighbourhood. Now that she was here though, there was no getting away from what she was doing; showing up without any sort of warning and hoping for the best. But as it hadn't bothered her in the least before heading over here, it wasn't too hard to push it from her mind. Tracey knocked on their door and hoped for the best.
And technically, if neither were here, neither would know she'd come calling. And if they were shagging, well, they had no business shagging anyway, Jonathan was disgusting and vile and no one in their right mind should want to--
It occurred to her she'd had far, far too much coffee.