Ernest (Ernie/Ern) Macmillan (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} ernsthename) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} pandorarpg,@ 2011-12-26 21:00:00 |
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What: A breakfast time encounter.
Where: The Daily Grind; A small cafe close to Diagon Alley.
When: November 9, 8:00 AM.
Rating: Worksafe, maybe; Maybe some swearing.
The past couple of days--or just over a week--made for "character-building" days. Ernie was still in a bit of disbelief over the events of the past couple of days in particular...just since he was trying his best to be reasonable, and it all just backfired. After Justin's party, he had spent the better part of the time that he wasn't preparing for, attending, and recovering from the DA meeting cleaning out the ever-present smell of alcohol that seemed to penetrate everything in his flat. The smell has since gone stale, but was far more subtle than the initial drenching--Ern wasn't sure which was worse, but was determined to get the smell out by the time he returned to work.
The heavy bag of gold coins sat on the coffee table next to the candy dish, as if asking for someone to remove it. Ernie knew that he'd have to return it to Zacharias, even if it appeared to be gifted. The man was drunk, after all. And besides that, he didn't need Smith's money. He wasn't in the least like his parents--even if he did have his own aspirations. And he would protest that he was doing rather well for himself. He still had trouble determining how he would react to Zacharias, as he felt a mixture of pity and anger at the person...he had always wondered whether these feelings were compatible. Apparently they were.
Ernie considered seeking out Zacharias sometime later that day, after a coffee (or two), and was waiting in line for his first large coffee.