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Dominic Chambers ([info]knowhow) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-01-19 14:51:00
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King of the Road
Who: Dominic, Genie, Melinda
What: Driving, pub lunch
Where: London, then Surrey
When: Monday 11.30 onwards
Rating: [SFW]

Dominic woke early on Monday, relieved that Seamus was back and once again responsible for the safe running of Finnigan's. Nothing had gone wrong, but the awareness that something might had distracted Dominic's usual focus on his work. It didn't help that his current project was complicated but not particularly interesting or challenging. An old pureblood house was being refurbished into a bed-and-breakfast, but the owner had some very specific ideas about who was allowed into which areas. He and his family were, of course, allowed everywhere. Customers only in a restricted area. Staff somewhere between the two - allowed in the bedrooms, but not if a client were inside, etc. It would have been a hundred times easier if the owner hadn't staunchly refused Dominic's suggestion that he just instal muggle locks. He'd even offered to enchant the keys so that they couldn't be summoned, transfigured or duplicated but no.

So it was that with the pub lifted off his shoulders and the end of his project at last in sight, Dominic was feeling particularly chipper. He lit a cigarette as he waited outside Melinda's shop for his two guests to arrive. He was already planning his route in his head, including the best country pub to stop in on a winter's afternoon.


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