RP: Matches the noise screaming in my head... Date: June 27, 2001 Characters: Demelza and Molly Location: Knockturn Alley Public/Private: Private Summary: A random run in of the rivalry kind. Status: Complete
Demelza didn't to get dressed up to go into work. She 'd just be taking it off and throwing on some skimpy outfit anyway. Her clothes - including what was dubbed 'stripper boots' - were thrown in a bag that she carried over her shoulder. It was too humid to care how she looked when she went into the club. She only had to look good when she was on the floor working. Even now, she thought she looked pretty damn cute in her shorts and t-shirt. The t-shirt was a bit snug with the humid air making the fabric stick to her stomach, but she just wanted something that covered her enough for public.
Adjusting her bag to the other shoulder, she cursed how heavy it felt and the weather. Did it have to so humid? She knew it wasn't particularly hot, but the humidity that clung in the air and tried to ruin her hair made her miserable.