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anthony goldstein has a chart for this. (logiclogiclogic) wrote in pandorarpg,

Anthony really, honestly, did not expect anyone to be stopping by his flat this evening. Of course, there was always that possibility that whoever it was had the wrong address and actually meant the next door down. He'd had it happen enough times, after all, that it wouldn't surprise him very much if it did. And, well, if it turned out to actually be for him, a part of him was actually, maybe, a bit grateful for the potential distraction. If he had a visitor, he could think of something else for the next several minutes, at least. Or he hoped. He didn't actually tend to get very many visitors.

Setting the book aside on his sofa, Anthony stood to his feet and quickly crossed his room to open the door for whoever it was. Upon seeing who it was, however, his eyebrows lifted in surprise. For one thing, he hadn't realised that anyone other than his family, Michael and Terry knew where he lived. For another thing, Justin Finch-Fletchley was probably one of the last people Anthony had ever expected to find darkening his doorway and he was sure that the expression he wore said as much, even if the tentative, "Hi?" he finally said after a few more moments didn't do so on its own.