Thread: Angelina and Roger WHO: Angelina Johnson and Roger Davies WHAT: After this, Angelina goes over to Roger's. WHEN: Tonight! WHERE: Roger's flat. RATING: Exact rating TBD but most likely high.
Angelina shot off a quick note to her roommate so she wouldn't worry if she wasn't around. Normally she might not bother, but Verity was a mum so worrying was really right up her alley. Also, things were a little uncertain and crazy right now so she may as well keep people up on her movements just to not cause an issue later on.
Then she shut her journal and took off to get ready. Granted that didn't entail a lot since she was relatively low maintenance. However, she did think that changing out of a lounge around the house quidditch jersey with holes in it to a tank top and teeth brusing and hair brushing was probably in order.
She sprayed a bit of body spray, grabbed a bottle of firewhiskey, and headed off for Roger's place.
Coming through the floo she smiled and brushed her clothes off on instinct even if there wasn't any soot before waving the bottle around. "Oi, anteater." She joked by way of greeting to announce her arrival.