Greg & Pansy Who: Greg & Pansy What: Settling Greg into his new flat Where: Greg's flat When: Friday morning, about 11am Rating: SFW
Pansy's day had not gone well to this point. Her meeting with the ever-infuriating Anthony Morgan had dragged on past the scheduled time, and by the time he sauntered out of his office, she was ready to hex something. Someone in particular, right in his smug, sexist face. If he called her sweetheart one more time, she wouldn't be responsible for her actions. It was close to eleven by the time she'd calmed down enough, but she couldn't face staying in the office for the rest of the afternoon. She had her salon appointment at four, but until then she knew just what she could do.
Still dressed for work she locked up the office and headed down the street to Greg's new flat. He would still be settling in, and she wanted to see for herself that this flat was up to standards. She didn't trust Mrs. McHavelock to not have tried to rip Greg off. If there was anything out of place, Pansy would personally see to it that McHavelock followed through on her landlady duties. Greg deserved nothing but the best.
It was a short walk to the flat, and she let herself in without bothering to knock. "Gregory, are you here, darling?" She looked around as she called out, mentally preparing a list of improvements to be made at first opportunity. Merlin knew Greg would never think of something like a coat rack; that's why he had Pansy.