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hopalongcharlie ([info]hopalongcharlie) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-09-10 15:13:00
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Rewards for doing the books
Who: Charlie Weasley, Seamus Finnigan, ?Dean Thomas, open
What: Doing the book deserves a drink
Where: Finnigan's - Common Room
When: Late afternoon/early evening
Rating: NSFW - language



After spending his 'weekend' (Monday and Tuesday to everybody else) relaxing, Charlie spent his now traditional Wednesday afternoon looking over the books. He had spent time running through and comparing the takings from the bar, the cloakroom, and the door with previous weeks, and looking at the days against one another. It looked like things were on track for him to pay back the small loan he'd taken out from Gringotts to supplement his own investment in plenty of time, which the goblins always appreciated. He noted, with pleasure, that numbers and profits were steady, if not rising slightly after the initial drop off after the opening weekend.

Now, however, it was time for a drink. After all the wrangling with numbers his head was starting to spin slightly and drinking his own merchandise was only going to hurt his profit margins so he closed up the books and warded both his office and the club itself and set off for the short walk to Finnigan's.

Arriving he made his way to the bar and dropped himself on a free stool, feeling the tension of business begin to drop away from him in the cosy surroundings of the pub.


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