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Roger James Timothy Davies (rogeringdavies) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-08-29 19:32:00

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character: marcus flint, character: roger davies, status: complete

RP: Boys at the Pub
Who: Roger and Marcus, OPEN if you want to join the boys

What: People watching, discussion of tomorrow's match, a bit of flirting, and butterbeer

Where: Finnigan's

When: Friday Evening

Rating: SFW will change depending on language

Roger was in an excellent mood when he stepped into Finnigan's. He'd spent the afternoon chatting to Harry in the park until it'd been time for Harry to pick up his godson, and Roger to come down and have his usual pre-game drink with Marcus. Non-alcoholic of course, he didn't want to risk his performance the next day, or accidentally push his unrequited flirting too far. With that in mind, he'd apparated home just long enough to have a quick shower and get changed into something more suited for a night at the pub with someone gorgeous. He headed downstairs to the Den, and after looking around, saw Marcus quietly listening to the Canons battle the Magpies in what sounded like a close game.

Shaking his head slightly and smiling affectionately, Marcus ordered two butterbeers at the bar and headed over to sit next to his friend. "Hey stranger," he said by way of greeting as he sat down. "You're looking gorgeous as usual. How's the game going?"

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marcedflint
2014-09-06 03:07 pm UTC (link)

"If I'm never going to be rid of you anyway, then cooking shouldn't make much of a difference, should it?" Marcus asked dryly, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. As nice of a thought as it was to consider that Roger's affections could be won with food alone, he was relatively sure that things didn't actually work that way, no matter what old sayings dictated.

Standing when the other man did, he nodded his agreement about the match, he was taken off guard by the gesture, awkwardly frozen for a moment before remembering how normal people dealt with this sort of thing, one hand coming up to awkwardly pat Roger's back between his shoulder blades. "Yeah," he said when the other man pulled away, taking a second to realize what he was agreeing to. "See you tomorrow."

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