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Cho Quigley (charmingcho) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-05-04 13:33:00

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character: cho chang, character: finbar quigley

RP: It's my party and I'll rage if I want to
Who: Cho + Finbar
What: Cho's had an awful day
Where: Cho's flat above Sweet Nothings
When: Monday May 4th 2005
Rating: SFW (will change if needed)

Cho slammed her bag down on her kitchen counter with a huff. She'd had the worst day. Lost out on two sales opportunities and in her frustration from those failed conversations she'd snapped at Amanda and sent the girl home early as an apology. Of course, then Cho had needed to answer the phones in the front herself and had lost track of her planning time for two upcoming events. In the evening, she'd been at a beautiful birthday party that she'd planned, candle light and crystal, and the six year old birthday girl had spent the entire night having a temper tantrum. It seemed her mother's idea of a proper birthday party clashed with a child's. All Cho could do was keep the party on schedule and do what the mother wanted.

Stomping through the flat, she snapped out of her heels and left them along with her skirt and blouse in a pile on her floor, not even wanting to pick up after herself. She wandered into the kitchen in her underthings praying to Rowena that she still had some of Mel's snacks stashed somewhere.

Cho was standing in front of the open icebox door, her hair still up in bobby pins and curls, when she heard her floo activate. Not many people had access, so she wasn't too worried about being caught in her bra and underwear, but the thought of her mother coming through and finding her in such a state had her scurrying through the flat quickly to her badroom. "Hello?" She called out from behind her half closed door, rummaging through her dresser for a long t-shirt to pull on.

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_finbar_
2015-05-14 11:51 am UTC (link)

One by one, Fin picked up first Cho’s shoes, then her skirt and her blouse on his way to the bedroom. He had only just draped her clothes over a chair there, when he saw her. The look in his eyes softened as he took in the perfection that was a near-naked Cho. And then it was gone, disappeared into a long t-shirt that only made her all the more alluring.

“Deidre told me about the Clarkson birthday,” he told her simply by way of explaining. As she came closer, he set her shoes down, and opened his arms to her. Idly, as he was still looking down into her face, he smiled and let his fingers undo her hair until he could comb them through it. “So I thought you’d either need a long soak in the tub, a bottle of wine, something stronger, or a good foot-rub. Maybe all of them.”

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