mynameiskatieb (mynameiskatieb) wrote in platform_zero, @ 2016-07-27 21:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | fred weasley, george weasley, katie bell |
Who: Katie. George, Fred
When: St George's Day
Where: Katie's Shack
What: Baggage and pot
Rating: Language, I'm sure.
Status: IN Progress
There were certain days that triggered for Katie. July 27th was one. May 2nd was another and October 12th. Stretched out on her stomach ins her sports bra and spandex, Katie rolled a joint, lighting the tip and taking a deep pull. Holding it, she expelled, coughing slightly, watching the smoke drift upward. It was getting smokey in here and she was fine with that. This week never felt quite right and between Ange's arrival, George's near death date and her birthday... Well, exercise and sex wasn't relaxing her so this was the next best thing.
Her door opened and she rolled over, sitting up. She was beyond baked when Fred and George arrived and she blinked through the haze, a slow smile curving on her lips, a giggle escaping. She liked seeing them together. Even a year later, it still managed to jolt her heart. Patting the bed, she held out her joint to Fred, her gaze shifting to George. She'd seen him briefly this morning but today was for Fred. Still, her hand found his and she squeezed.
"How're you holding up?" she asked, glancing between them. Her question was really for Fred. She knew today didn't affect George the same way it affected her and Fred. "There's whiskey by the dildo."