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prankstrinchief (prankstrinchief) wrote in pandorarpg,

George never would have even thought to blame Angie for them drifting. He would have easily and quickly told her it was his falt for his three year funk. He'd had some nights where he never wanted to see anyone ever again, and only his family literally dragging him back home and forcing him to live got him through those periods. "No kidding? Yea, I'd love to be front and center so I can cheer you on proper. Should I bring my pom poms too?" He smiled, completely serious, almost certain he could find a pair of pom poms in his dad's garage full of muggle things.

George ran a hand through his red hair and smiled. "Shop's good, actually, never seen business this good before. Hate to say it, but it seems when things are bad, that's when business gets good. Of course, these days I let the dog run things," he laughed a little, thinking of his scruffy little mutt who had full reign of the shop. "And yea, not only a sale, but lots of new things for the masses, all Halloween themed. Went over really well, still got a bit left, but I figured I'd just leave it out on sale, see if anyone takes it. Otherwise it's just taking up space in the back."