Who: Tracey Davis & Silas Urquhart What: Spontaneous hanging out Where: The Leaky Cauldron When: August 24th, mid-afternoon Rating: Low
Tracey hesitatingly rolled out of her comfortable bed to ready herself for a ridiculously spontaneous meeting with Silas. She had spent the last hour arguing with him a bit about nothing over at her journal, and her growing frustration at the older boy as the written conversation went on. In the end, they settled their mini dispute of sorts, strangely agreeing to meet up at the Leaky for that afternoon, before her planned arrangement with Stephen later tonight.
While she did note to Silas that she already had pants on thank you very much, she took a nice cold shower, and dressed up casually; her hair drying itself up as she walked around her room, trying to think of all the possibilities on how this afternoon was going to go. With a shake of her head, she pushed those thoughts away as it was just making her even more frustrated, and to think she hadn't even left yet.
With one last sigh and running a hand through her hair in the mirror, Tracey apparated out of her home and into Diagon Alley, making her way towards the Leaky. The place had some customers, mostly middle aged men and women, looking gray and tired. Her eyes scanned the establishment to see if Silas had already arrived; he still hadn't. Ordering a quick butterbeer, she chose a table to the side, and waited for him to arrive.