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RP: Tonight We... Celebrate?
Who: Alicia and Adrian
What: Celebrating after a successful day
Where: Finnigan’s
When: Monday, September 1 - evening
Rating: SFW


To say that it had been a hectic day would be an understatement. Though Alicia had sworn that she would leave everything that had to do with the student escorts to Mrs. Fawley for the morning, she had kept an eye on the journal, just in case. It had only been very briefly, though, because she wanted to make the morning extra special for Isla and Liam, too. The three of them had indulged in a full breakfast complete with eggs, bacon and beans and had had freshly baked pastries Owled in from Sweet Nothings. It had been an extra treat when the Owl had brought two additional small boxes, each holding a cookie – white chocolate and macadamia for Isla and oatmeal for Liam – for the twins with the wishes of a best first day back to school from Melinda.

After the mandatory pictures of them in their school uniforms and with they’re new bags, the three of them had walked to the school and Alicia had joined the other parents as they took their place by the wall and saw their offspring getting settled in, taking their new roles as first years very seriously. It had been amazing to watch, but she had still felt a small touch of sadness that they were growing up this fast and that she had been the only one there to see it. It had been just before 11.30am when Isla had told Alicia that she didn’t have to stay; they were big kids now and they had been in year 0 just last year. Besides, wasn’t Marie – their nanny – picking them up today? Kissing both of them on the cheeks, Alicia had waved goodbye to them, and assured them once again that yes, Adrian would be bringing over dinner tonight, but no, they couldn’t stay up late, because they had school again tomorrow.

At King’s Cross it had been bordering on chaos, as per usual. That wasn’t due to any of the Foundation’s kids, though, simply because it was just a busy day. One by one, the children on her list had shown up, each with their assigned escort, and Alicia had gotten to send them off, happy to see that it had all gone according to plan.

By 12 o’clock, she had been back home and had taken a quick shower, changing into a pair of comfortable jeans and a fitted t-shirt, before she had met with Adrian for lunch at Finnigan’s at 1. That had been just what the Healer ordered; just sitting down with a drink and lunch while getting caught up with Adrian. Then again, her talk with Susan that had taken an unexpected turn last Friday was still playing in the back of her mind. She had meant it, though, when she had said that she didn’t want to lose Adrian, so she had kept it pushed as far back as she possibly can, and a couple of hours later, they had split up to get a few more things out of the way before meeting up again for dinner.

At 5.30 pm, right on the dot and exactly as promised, Adrian had shown up, with bags of boxes from the sushi place they all favoured. Alicia hadn’t been wrong when she had assured him that the kids would want to tell him about their day. She watched with amused marvelling how Isla and Liam fell into a rhythm where one would talk and pick out a piece of sushi while the other one ate and vice versa. By the time dinner was done, both of them washed and in bed, Alicia was surprised to see that not only did Adrian still have both his ears, he didn’t look ready to bolt either. They had talked back and forth for a bit about whether to stay in or go back to Finnigan’s like they had originally planned. Considering how hectic the day had been, Alicia felt that a night out might just be what she needed. So, they had agreed to meet back up there an hour later.

Taking her time with her hair, make-up and dress, Alicia forewent her third shower of the day and instead was a little early in making her way back to Monument Alley. She knew she was early, but she still looked around the pub to see if Adrian had beat her to it, and her face split in a bright smile when she saw him right there by the main bar.

“Hi,” she greeted him as she came up to him letting her eyes wander appreciatively up along his body. “You clean up quite nicely, Mister Pucey.”