Who: Eddie and Roger What: Talking, smoking, drinking. When: After Roger's owl. Where: Katie and Roger's flat Rating: High for language and probably some illegal substances on Eddie's part. Status: In progress
Of course Eddie wasn't asleep when the owl came pecking at his window. He was a night person, staying up until all hours and sleeping until his shift at work started the next day. He already had a good few beers in him when he read the note and wrote his reply. There was a quick stop in the kitchen before Eddie was out the door and over to his best friend's flat with another case of beer and some scotch that had been in the cabinet. He also grabbed a bottle of firewhiskey, not knowing how dire a need Roger had to get drunk.
He'd only been to Roger and Katie's place a few times and had never really been inside before now, so it was a miracle he remembered how to get there. Apparating, he landed a few blocks away, but walked the distance, finally stopping at the door he thought was correct.
When he knocked, he also yelled along with the sound. "Roger! What the hell is wrong!?" He wasn't the most sympathetic of friends, especially when he already had a few beers in him, but he would do his best, once inside, to be more helpful.