Dean Thomas (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} artistdean) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg,@ 2014-09-20 11:15:00 |
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Who: Dean Thomas and Lavender Brown
What: A chance meeting in the park
Where: Monument Alley Park
When: Saturday 20th, around lunchtime
Rating: SFW
It was a Saturday lunchtime, well, near enough, and Dean was already feeling overworked for the day. He'd slept last night thanks to his potion, got up this morning and headed for muggle London, for his medication review. He had therapy once a month, but unless that threw something up his medication was only reviewed every six months now and it was always that little bit more intense and he now felt like whatever the wizarding equivalent of a wrung sponge was. It had been a successful session, but he all he felt like was being out in the fresh air, that office just wasn't the open welcoming space of his studio and even that wasn't appealing right now.
He'd called in at St. Mungo's to drop off the updated prescription he'd been given to the healer who converted it into wizarding equivalents. Nothing had changed, mostly because he knew he was going to be even more stressed than he'd already become about the show. Otherwise there had been the suggestion of perhaps lowering his dose slightly, but it hadn't seemed like a wise move.
Apparating back to Monument Alley he walked down to the park dodging through the increased number of shoppers a Saturday always brought and into the calming haven. There was greenery and plants, and even though it wasn't the brightest of weather it was at least dry for now and Dean wandered over to a bench and sat himself down.