Lia Rushden (_notatragedy) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2016-08-09 23:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | 1999 august, amycus carrow, ophelia rushden |
Who: Lia and Kazim
What: Hunting for a job!
Where: Abdul's Treasure Chest
When: Wednesday
Rating: C for Creepy
Fucking Merlin, Lia was getting desperate. Though the whole stripper and/or prostitution thing had been a joke, it was starting to look more and more appealing as of late. She hadn't made a single cent since graduation, and she knew that they couldn't stay in her and Seamus' tiny ass room forever. Eventually they had to figure their shit out, especially if they ever wanted to get married.
But it really wasn't all her fault. Not having magic was a huge hindrance, and most people were just interested in gawking at her and asking weird personal questions. That, or making her feel like a loser, regardless of the handful of NEWTs she had still managed and could wave in their faces. Sometimes it was even both both. The whole thing was really, really starting to piss her off. And though part of her wanted to go back to writing, it didn't make the money she needed, and Lia needed something now... she could work on the rest later.
So dressing up a bit, she walked up and down Diagon and surrounding areas once again. And once again, she was striking out. About to give up halfway through the day and go home and drown her sorrows in a fifth of whiskey, Lia caught sight of a store she hadn't seen before. Perhaps the name should have rung a bell to her, but honestly, she was too flustered, tired, and annoyed to really pay that much attention. But a new store meant a need for new employees, right? At least, she really fucking hoped.
Walking inside, the store itself was mostly empty, and for a moment she considered turning around and heading back out. But her need for money got the better of her and she took a breath, smoothing down the front of her dress and ran a hand through her dark hair before calling out.
"Hello... anyone here?"