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abidingpercy (abidingpercy) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Trust you to think along those lines," Percy said with a roll of his eyes. "One of these days, Montgomery, you might actually managed to say something that would embarrass yourself."

As Hyperion's insistence, Percy took the bags from the Muggle shopclerk and signed off on the order from to confirm that they had been received. Finally, their business there was ended and he could leave. He had been pleased by the service, all in all, and would certainly come back should he require more clothing.

A quick trip later and they were arrived at Hyperion's home and Percy, needing a good cup of tea, had headed straight for the kitchen. As he walked, he casually opened up one of the bags to examine the material of the suit and fondled it appreciatively. "Excellent work," he muttered to himself, then spoke to Hyperion. "I haven't had my Earl Grey this morning, and you know how irritable I can be when I go without for too long."