RP Who: Aidan and Albus (possibly Rose, who knows?) Where: White Horse pub! When: July 16th around eight pm? Summary: A lot of booze and karaoke!! Rating: S for sexy because... it's them? LOL Not too high, I wouldn't guess.
Albus honestly couldn't be in the house anymore. It was driving him crazy. He tried everything to make himself entertained. He watched movies, played online, watched some porn and even took to dancing around to some CDs he owned, playing with the dog and even drinking. Drinking was always fun! ALWAYS! But it wasn't curing anything.
Sure he had gotten a buzz but he hadn't gotten enough to be shitfaced and even if he did have enough, his body would have probably been too bored to comply. So he decided to sleep and you know, no sleep even came. He just laid awake, staring at the ceiling until the next day when his alarm went off, Albus was still awake so unlike other mornings, it took absolutely no effort for him to get up.
He went into work and actually got some good news. Within the next upcoming week, he would be assigned his first real assignment instead of just being there for paper work or someone's back up, he was getting that responsibility.
It was amazing news. But unfortunately it was in a weeks time. Still did nothing for him now or the days to come so he spent the day as he usually did. Half way dozed off at his desk, of course when no one was looking.
The good thing, though? It was Friday. Friday meant no work for the weekend. Which meant? The White Horse. That's right, daddy was coming home!
He barely got to his flat to change clothes. He was just going to head to work in his robes but he needed to let Bandit out and feed her so he did make the detour, got dressed and finally found himself sitting at the bar.
He had every intention of shooting pool but he didn't leave his spot, he just had the shots keep coming and bobbing his head to the music being horribly sung by the fans of the songs, being karaoke night and all. What was his plan? He didn't know, he would probably think of something after waking up from being passed out somewhere.
But there was always room for at last minute plans. Typically Albus came to this pub alone, unless he brought someone with him. It wasn't quite as popular as other spots like the Leaky Cauldron but behold. The doors opened and in walked a familiar face.
"Aidan!" He gave a loud call across the room, his arm waving toward his direction. "I'm already buzzed," Albus said, finding the bottle of whiskey that he had gotten the bartender to just leave for him. He slid it over to the next bar stool that was empty, "So you have a lot of catching up to do." Picking up his double shot glass, he took another drink from it, his face slightly twisting from the taste. "We don't talk much do we?" He asked. "We should. We got to stick together, us blokes. Life will kill you otherwise." Ah the random rambles of the half way intoxicated male.