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Lucy Spinks ([info]addingvalue) wrote in [info]finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-02 14:57:00

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Entry tags:character: lucy spinks, character: wayne hopkins

Sandwiches
Who: Wayne and Lucy
What: Sandwiches, swapping lifestories, who knows?
Where: Leicester Square/Covent Garden
When: Thursday evening
Rating: NSFW - Language (I predict)

Knowing she was meeting Wayne after work, Lucy had worn a t-shirt under he work blouse. It paired oddly with her formal black work trousers, but who could be bothered to carry jeans to work and change properly? When she'd finally wrangled the numbers for the latest bus trip into some kind of order, she unbuttoned the blouse and left it at her desk to take home another day. She always wore flat shoes to work, so at least she was sorted there. The trip to Leicester Square station was easy, and one she'd made before, so all that was left was to stand outside and hope Wayne either used the same exit or thought to walk round and find her. They hadn't exchanged mobile numbers, but Lucy was fairly sure she'd recognise him. She hoped.

She bounced on the balls of her feet as she waited, wishing she hadn't skipped rock-climbing yesterday but knowing she'd had to in order to take off from work as early as she had today. She'd have to nag her housemates into a game of football this weekend, or the pent up energy was going to be the death of her. But for now, she was excited to see Wayne again!



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[info]waynecymraeg
2014-10-18 07:11 am UTC (link)
Wayne shrugged. To be honest, he had no idea where everyone worked. "I only know what a few people are doing. Justin and Ernie work at St Mungo's, Susan is in law enforcement which is terrifying, Zacharias is around doing something I think...oh, Seamus Finnigan has a pub in the new Monument Alley section of town. Remember him from Gryffindor?" Wayne only had vague recollections of the other boy from classes, and only knew as much as 'he had a pub' and 'is shagging Justin.'

"I don't see why we can't have the best of both worlds, to be honest," he confessed. "To me, a microwave is just easier than bollocking up a heating spell or warming charm or whatever on food. But we can still watch Quidditch and read papers with moving pictures and have glasses that magically refill."

"I think that what I like," he continued, "is that it doesn't feel like a test. You know? It just feels like living. Which is a thing I've been trying to get into recently."

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[info]addingvalue
2014-10-19 09:28 am UTC (link)
"I've been to Finnigan's a couple of times now," Lucy admitted. "That was how I... Someone sent me a journal and a map." She'd thought briefly it might have been Wayne, but it seemed not. Maybe Justin? He'd been the one to write and tell her it was safe to come back after the war. Perhaps he'd been giving it another shot.

She broke off another piece of muffin. "I haven't missed it that much," she said. "I mean. I missed the people, but... I never really had time to go watch Quidditch - and television is better than papers with moving pictures." There were probably things she wasn't thinking of. She'd spent a lot of time deliberately not thinking of them.

His last words did make her pause though. This wasn't school that she was coming back to. It wasn't a test... Even if it still felt like one to her. Popping the bit of muffin into her mouth, she reached out to give his hand a squeeze. "It's good, that you're enjoying it."

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