veejones (veejones) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2016-02-11 21:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1999 february, george weasley, verity jones |
Who: Verity and George [Grab-Me!]
What: Confessions?
When: Thursday Evening (after store close)
Where: Flat above Zonkos
Rating: Ehhhh we shall see?
What you've got, boy, is hard to find
I think about it all the time
I'm all strung out, my heart is fried
I just can't get you off my
Verity checked one last time on the pygmy puffs just to make sure the ones in the shop where secure for the night. To be fair she had checked on them a number of times because she was stalling, hard. There was part of her that wanted to run upstairs and just spill her guts to George, but the rest of her was so scared. She didn't want to hurt him or anything, having this laid on him might just be what he did not need. But, she had to, the pancakes her stomach was flipping would not allow for it.
So with one last heavy sigh and her heart beating hard in her chest, she headed out the store through the back up to the flat. Verity knew he would hear her shut the door that lead inside, but she was still quiet about it. Slipping through til she found him and leaned against the door of the room he was in.
"Hey Boss..." She said softly, brushing some of her hair out of her face as she used the hand to then brace herself on the frame.