itspetunia (itspetunia) wrote in failedattempts, @ 2013-11-02 01:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | caradoc dearborn, petunia evans |
Who: Petunia & Caradoc
What: Running into each other
When: Saturday
Where: The Three Broomsticks
Rating: Eh. Probs p. low
Petunia had spent far too much time crying that night. Far too many hours had been spent curled up with either James or Tonks. Not that she really cared. She felt like she was saying goodbye all over again, only this time she had a chance to say it. But now it was time for work and she was going to do the one thing that helped her deal with her problems (outside of copious amounts of sobbing): cooking.
She'd come in early to set up and get everything ready. Perhaps the magic would see fit to send her someone to work with sometime. There were new people coming in all the time. There was plenty of chances to give her help. But she was also okay without someone. It just meant people needed to be patient. Usually they were. It depended on the people that came in. For the most part, though, people seemed alright with her being a little slow based on the fact that she was the only one working. If she'd had magic, perhaps multiple things could be done without her having to do all the work, but she wasn't. So it had to be done the slow way.
Hearing the door open, Petunia turned toward the sound, going almost to the front but not quite. "I'll be right out in a second," she called. "I have a few more things to set up."