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Tracey Davis ([info]lacedtrace) wrote in [info]pandorarpg,
@ 2012-03-03 14:28:00
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Who: Tracey Davis & OPEN
What: She needs a drink
Where: Leaky Cauldron
When: November 18, 5pm
Rating: TBA

Tracey had left work early but went to the Leaky Cauldron instead of going home right away. She had hesitated and thought of going to another pub, but she convinced herself it was the safest place. She hadn't been attacked in the Leaky Cauldron after all. It had been outside in the Alley, and she could just floo home instead of walking home. Well no, Tracey knew she wouldn't go to her flat tonight. She'd go to Theodore's for sure.

She was so anxious and her nerves were shot. She hadn't seen the picture before the papers went out, but Tracey had been terrified to see if when she got to the Prophet for work. That woman... the woman that killed her brother. The drawing staring back at her from the paper. She hadn't told anyone, she hadn't given the Aurors a description, and her name hadn't been mentioned in the article, but that didn't make her worry less. It brought back all the feelings and fears she'd been suppressing, and she couldn't handle it without some kind of relief.

So that's what the pub was far. She took a seat at the bar, and ordered a fire whiskey sour. Tracey took a sip and ended up taking a very generous drink. She'd definitely be ordering a second one.


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