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Tweak says, "I'm not so lonely, thankyou."

Katie Aubrey Bell (quillschaser) wrote in quaffle_rpg,
@ 2009-09-01 04:58:00

RP: Pub Night
Characters: Katie Bell and ~~open~~ Kenneth Towler
Date: 01 September 2004
Location: The Leaky Cauldron
Status/Warning: Private/Drinking
Summary: Katie grabs a glass after a long day of reporting the news.
Completion: Complete

"Fill 'er up, Tom," Katie told the old barkeep with a smile, tossing some money on the counter before hopping up onto a seat. She slung her bag over the chair, which contained tomorrow's news story, already done. Katie had perfected the art of writing to a science. Less time trying to make deadlines left more time for the pub and other things. Like all of those gorgeous men she was allowed to be around all day.

Quidditch, you had to love it. And Katie did. She'd been good enough to go pro, but it hadn't been where her heart lay. Though, she did miss flying.

She smiled. It wouldn't be hard to convince one of those boys (or a girl) to take her out on a broom one of these days.

Taking a drink of her Scotch, Katie scanned the pub for any friends, anything she could potentially write about in The Prophet, and anyone attractive enough to take home.

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one_song
2009-09-13 11:10 pm UTC (link)

Kenneth shrugged. He wasn't that good. Katie had to think so; it was part of the friend thing. She was supposed to tell him it was great, even if it wasn't. Although that was one of his better songs. Ken just didn't think he was good enough for it to make a difference. He didn't have the opportunity to make anything of himself or his music.

"To get an album I need a label and no one wants to sign me." It was nice of her to say that. No one needed ten copies of any album, though. And Ken didn't expect to have an album for a long time, if ever.

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	quillschaser 2009-09-14 08:39 am UTC (link)
	"Then start one. The only way to do anything in this life is to want it and to make it happen, my dear." Once he wanted it enough, he would have it. "Obstacles are those things that you see when you take your focus off the real objective." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

one_song
2009-09-14 08:41 am UTC (link)

"Easy for you to say. You're making decent cash doing what you're good at." The thing Ken was good at was taken away from him. Twice. And now he had barely enough cash to eat most weeks. Real life was that annoying thing that interrupted his music, sure. But the important part of that sentence was "real". That was the thing he couldn't really avoid. "Besides, it's not so bad. I'm doing my own thing. Gotta be grateful for that I've got, now don't I?"

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	quillschaser 2009-09-16 05:27 am UTC (link)
	She ruffled his hair. "Yes, but if you ever need anything, you know who to ask, right?" She knew he didn't like asking for help, but if he ever needed it, she'd give it. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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