Finnigan's RPG

Who: Katie and Oliver
What: Kate tries to comfort Oliver after a quidditch match
Where: Oliver's house
When: Friday afternoon
Rating: should be SFW Borders on NSFW; sexual activity
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Who: Dora and OPEN

What: Shopping

Where: The Alleys

When: late afternoon

Rating: SFW at least for now

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[Warded to Lucy]

Thank you very much for the tarts. You made me

[/Ward]

Rest of the entry looks suspiciously blotchy in places. Like it has been cried on.

Can't settle to anything well. Feel like I'm missing a limb. How did we do this in fifth year? I can't- we never not like this.

[Warded private]

I don't know how much more of this I can take. I feel like part of me is missing. God it's not even because I love him, it's because he's my best friend. And maybe we got a bit co-dependant but for fuck's sake we all got damaged in the stupid fucking war and we help each other out and keep each other going. And I don't know how to do that without him. I haven't had to do that without him. Even when he was travelling we were still talking.

How are we not talking properly? I feel strangled every time I'm near him. I want to apologise but I don't know how to do it. I can't tell him. He'd never talk to me again.

I have to apologise. Properly.

That means I have to visit Aunt Rose. I don't want to do it, but I can't just drop in there and borrow the fruit and leave a note like I would from Mum. And I know Mum doesn't have any steeping.

Shit I can't even remember if he'll get it. That it's special.

What the fuck can I write? I can't just leave it.

I can't-

[/ward]

Shower.

If anyone has an interest in abstract let me know. They're all depressing as hell though.