surelyseamus (surelyseamus) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2015-08-13 12:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | katie bell, rating pg, seamus finnigan |
Who: Seamus Finnigan and OPEN
What: The desperate search for a bacon sandwich
Where: Diagon Alley
When: Thursday late morning
Rating: Probably PG for swears
Hungover!!!!
It felt like a giant squid was wrapped around his head squeezing as hard as it could, and his tongue had apparently grown a layer of fur, judging by how it felt. Seamus poured himself out of bed and guzzled down the pint of water Drunk Seamus had left out for him. How thoughtful Drunk Seamus was. Shame he wasn’t thoughtful enough to stop doing shots of whiskey!
He managed to find clothes and dress himself which was, in itself, likely to be the best thing he was going to achieve today. That said, Seamus wasn’t the sort of guy who would write off an entire day just because he was absolutely hanging.
With the Leaky Cauldron empty, very little money to spend and most of his family over in Ireland, Seamus really didn’t have much to do on a drizzly Thursday morning. He’d decided to go for walk to stretch his legs and clear his head. Hopefully he’d be able to locate a relatively cheap and extremely greasy bacon sandwich to take the edge off. Or perhaps it was time to start on the hair of the dog…
With a cigarette clutched between his fingers, and the whiff of last night’s whiskey still slightly about him, Seamus perused the storefronts down Diagon Alley. It didn’t take long for one to catch his attention, and it wasn’t surprising which one it was. Quality Quidditch Supplies. The shop of dreams!
He stood outside, like so many had before him, and peered through the window at the broomstick and snitch display. It was all he could do not to press his face up against the glass wistfully, knowing full well he’d probably never own one of those beautiful brooms.
“Ah life’s not fair,” he sighed himself.