InsaneJournal

RP: de-stress lunch
Who: Marcus and Blaise
What: Lunch
Where: Finnigan's
When: Monday, June 22, early afternoon
Rating: SFW, most likely

Dealing with his mother was exhausting. Marcus had been aware of this fact for years, and he'd thought that moving her into St. Mungo's would have made it a little easier. And while yes, it was infinitely better than trying to handle her on his own, Phillipa was still as difficult as she had been before he'd removed her from the family home.

Today had been one of the days when she had been angry and obnoxious, cursing at the medical staff and Marcus alike, derogatory words peppering her speech. Those were always the worst, especially when she also thought Marcus was his long-dead father, blaming him for everything that had ever gone 'wrong'. He'd spent a few hours trying - and failing - to once again convince her that Patrick was gone, which hadn't gone over well at all.

By the time he left the hospital, Marcus had a headache that was bordering on excruciating, and hungrier than a dragon. Rather than heading home to try and fix something for himself, he made his way towards the pub, which would at least mean he could eat without having to worry about preparing anything for himself. He found a table in the corner of the common room, settling down and looking at the menu but not really comprehending any of the words.