Who: Justin Finch Fletchley and Sally-Anne Perks What: The diagnosing of Sally-Anne Perks Where: Leaky Cauldron, then their flats. When: 8 till late. Rating: TBA
He hadn’t seen her, until somewhere between the fifth song, where he ended up missing a note, sending her a smile. Returned or not; he wouldn’t have known, an elbow to his gut reminded him to stay focus. By, the sixth song they were finished and a new band was replacing them. Justin didn’t mind his a cappella group, but they weren’t the type of people he would get along with, if they weren’t talking about music - so it was pretty easy to excuse himself from them. He headed over to Sally instead and sat down next to her. “I thought a flu had kept you away.”
He had been convinced she wasn't sick at all. Rather, just finding excuses not to see him after -- well. Probably why, Justin had been so confused as to why she wanted to come see his a cappella group sing. If anything, Justin was even bold enough to say - if she was sick - it was from keeping her feelings for him all tied up inside her. He was bold enough to admit it, just not out loud.