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Cho Quigley ([info]charmingcho) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2015-05-16 20:37:00
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RP: Somedays you just don't want to put on pants.
WHO: Cho + OPEN.
WHEN: Saturday May 16th, evening.
WHERE: The Corner, Finnigan's Pub, Monument Alley.
WHAT: Cho is going over the month's books at the pub with a large glass of wine.
RATING: sfw.
STATUS: Ongoing.

Cho hadn't bothered doing her hair - it was brushed out, but that was it - and she word a simple t-shirt and shorts. She had spelled her accounting books down to pocket-sized notebooks and packed them all in a backpack before taking a leisurely jog through Muggle London and ending her afternoon at the crossing between to the magical world. Stepping through onto Diagon Alley - with her office right there in sight - still felt wonderful, and gave her a sense of accomplishment every time. Her jog had been enough to get her heart going but not enough to work up a sweat and so she decided on a stop-in at Finnigan's, instead of going to the office to do her monthly finances.

She ordered a glass of pinot gris and an ice water and soon all her receipts and muggle note pads and magic scrolls were spread out along her small table in The Corner. Cho wasn't accustomed to being out in public without her armor - her heels and her make up and her suits - but she figured maybe she could hide, do her work, and then get home before anyone knew the wiser. Truly, it was motivation to get her work done more quickly, wasn't it? Who else wanted to spend all of a Saturday night working on the books?


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