RP: Rule the world or destroy it? Who: Gwenog Jones, Pansy Parkinson What: A chance meeting Where: Wingbeat, LGBTQ+ night When: Thursday 2nd October, Night. Rating: TBC, currently SFW
Gwenog had heard that the club on Monument Alley had started a Queer night and been pleasantly surprised. She knew the wizarding world could sometimes be a bit behind the times about some things. Still, given that the previous week's game had been on Friday she really couldn't have gone. Since she wasn't playing until Saturday this week she pulled on a pair of tight jeans, sleeveless t-shirt which hung just enough to be clingy and her trusty dragonhide boots. She had grabbed her jacket, wand and money and glanced in a mirror quickly, apparating from her flat to the club with a pleased smirk.
It was some time later now, her jacket was in the cloakroom and she'd danced randomly with a few people for a while, nobody quite catching her eyes. Until she was feeling sweaty enough that a drink was in order. She headed for the bar, moving a few people out of the way with a quelling look, some she simply dodged around. Having acquired her butterbeer she moved away, knowing she wasn't likely to find a seat she still headed for the tall tables with fixed stools near the bar. She might get lucky. She might just persuade someone to move.