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Greg Goyle (goyle_g) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Greg was not excited about going to the opera. He'd never been before, but it didn't exactly sound like something he was going to enjoy. Besides, it would probably be loud and Greg had been avoiding loud places since his hearing had been 'fixed'. Maybe he didn't need to as much anymore, but it was a hard habit to break and given the choice he wouldn't have chosen to break it with opera.

He was, at least, happy with his date for the day. His mother hadn't been thrilled when he announced that Pansy had won him. She'd been hoping he would mix with someone outside his usual social circle. Greg couldn't feel guilty about disappointing her, though. Not when it had been entirely out of his control.

He'd been glad when Pansy had sent over robes for him to wear, because he would have had no idea what was appropriate otherwise. He apparated into her flat only a few minutes before they were due to leave, but she didn't seem annoyed that he had kept her waiting. "You look lovely." He knew from experience how sharp a look he'd get from Pansy if her forgot to compliment her, even if he did so without even really looking at her. "A drink would be great." He thought he might need it.