Who: Scorpius Malfoy & Open What: Tipsy Wizard When: Thursday Night Where: Lou's Warnings: A tipsy, whingy wizard Status: Open/Ongoing
It had been five and half weeks since Scorpius had arrived, but he had settled back in quickly enough. He even was dealing with his grandmother being his ward well enough. He had mostly good days, but sometimes something would come up, or he'd remember a particular date or appointment that he was supposed to have, and a good day would turn into a bad one pretty quick.
Today had started out well enough, he'd had breakfast with Narcissa and then headed into work. It was only after he clocked in and saw the date that his mood had crashed pretty quick. April 9th, the day that he and Louis were supposed to go get fitted for their new formal robes, while Simone went to her first dress fitting. It just sort of smacked him in the face once again that he wasn't home, that the things he had been planning on and working toward weren't going to happen for him any time soon.
Scorpius had maintained that happy mask all day while at work, but afterwards, he headed to Lou's, because he wasn't about to go home and try to explain this if his grandmother was home. It was just better and easier to sit at the bar and slowly drink himself unconscious. Or at least drunk enough that he would have to walk instead of apparating back to the apartment.
He was enjoying his alone time, sipping at his latest refill, when someone sat down at the barstool beside him. "Yes?"
Okay, it was a friendly, but not exactly inviting tone.