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Gellert Grindelwald (hallowedsummer) wrote in lockewood,

"Of course, it's fine," Gellert said, smiling as he stepped into Lysander's living room. Really, he'd grown up on coffee, like most everyone in Germany, and he'd never quite understood the British fascination with tea. He'd gotten used to it once in Godric's Hollow, and again since living with Albus here in Lockewood. But whereas in Germany they only really drank coffee with breakfast, here everyone practically leapt at the chance to boil some water and pour it over a handful of leaves. Gellert supposed all cultures had to have their social lubricants. Tea simply seemed a boring option, when one could substitute beer or vodka.

"You don't happen to have Earl Grey, do you?" Gellert asked, kicking the door shut with the heel of his shoe. Mostly, Albus drank jasmine tea, and coffee never lasted long after Gellert bought it -- so Gellert had developed what felt like an insatiable craving for caffeine.

He pulled off his coat and scarf, hanging both on the hook by Lysander's door, stepping a little further into Lysander's house.