mynameisgeoff (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mynameisgeoff) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} impetuousrpg,@ 2011-05-15 14:35:00 |
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When: Sunday Afternoon
Where: Geoff's Houseboat - River Thames in Windsor
What: Girls in bikinis and boys without shirts - ale and bratwursts
Rating: Idek?
Status: In-Progress
The weather had actually held and for that? Well, Geoff was fucking grateful as hell. He was more than ready to get some sun and sit on his boat and drink ale with his friends and eat. That's what his boat was for, really. He'd been slowly heading north over the past couple weeks, finally docking at one of the many docking sites he owned. His crazy uncle had collected them as if they were Famous Witch and Wizard cards and Geoff had many places to camp out when he felt like it. Works had been beyond stressful lately and he'd finally identified Smythwick and was really just ready to do something that didn't involved desk work. Drew was up Mandy's arse and he wasn't even sure to even begin to want to process that. Fucking idiot. After what had happened to Geoff on the last case? He was shocked his friend would make the same mistake. And now? He had to be nice to her or some shit. It fucking sucked. Really, though. It wasn't like he didn't like her. She was nice enough but he didn't entirely trust her. Course, there was few he trusted. Well, there was a little more than few. Every Gryffindor he had a feeling that was showing up was someone he trusted. Spinnet, Bell, McLaggen, Towler, Weasley... they were his friends and he was fucking glad they were coming around.
Stepping up on the deck, shedding his shirt and tossing it over the railing, he turned his face up to the sun. Fuck. This is why he loved having a houseboat. He could be near the water and he loved it during the summer. It could be a bit cold during the winter but that's what magic was for. Turning on the grill and setting the keg of ale and the cooler out, he got ready for his guests. Glancing around, he sat on a lounge chair, beer in hand, enjoying the sun and the fact that he was going to get to hang with his friends for a lovely afternoon.