Angelina Johnson will not be there on time. (chasingaj) wrote in afreshrpg,
Drinking games were something Angelina took quite seriously. Besides, if Cho ended up the drunker of the two, Angie would be able to do the job she'd been assigned in taking care of her. "Five things that are better than quidditch?" she mused, running an finger around the rim of her glass. It didn't make the satisfying high note that thinner glasses could, and she was a little disappointed. She quickly moved on to tapping her short nails on the table while she thought about it. "Lobster, family, shoes, sex." She rattled off four things she loved (the last one being a lie, but there were only five people on the face of the earth who knew she was a virgin.)
"You can't start on it right when it comes, I need to name the fifth! And we need to order and get my second drink, and you need to name things so I can play too." Laughing, she finished most of the rest of hers. The fifth thing seemed just out of her reach. To say 'flying' would be cheating, because you had to be flying to play quidditch. Parties? No... as much as she loved parties, Angelina would rather be playing tossing a quaffle. She was hesitant to say bitter or music or sleep or bangers and mash, because while she loved all of those things, she didn't love them more than quidditch. "Magic in general?" she asked. It was a bit of a stretch, but it had been hard to come up with. Angie really wanted Cho to have her next drink all in one go. She didn't have a good rationale behind wanting that, but who needed one when you were in a pub after winning a game?