Hannah Marie Abbott (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} shadow_kissed) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} quaffle_rpg,@ 2009-09-10 23:08:00 |
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RP: So, How Was It?
Characters: Hannah Abbott and Oliver Wood
Date: 10 September 2004
Location: Puddlemere Offices
Status/Warning: Private/Cursing, most likely
Summary: Oliver's assistant inquires about his date.
Completion: In-Progress
Characters: Hannah Abbott and Oliver Wood
Date: 10 September 2004
Location: Puddlemere Offices
Status/Warning: Private/Cursing, most likely
Summary: Oliver's assistant inquires about his date.
Completion: In-Progress
Eight years was a bloody long time to go without a shag. Hannah had tried and to no avail, to get her boss back out there on several occasions, as had most of his friends, but nothing. Then out of nowhere comes a blond and he remembers that he has a dick. Men.
At least, that was how she hoped it had went. All she knew was that he'd had a date, now it was time to find out exactly how it went. Stepping out of her tiny office, she fetched Oliver his morning coffee and found him the moment he entered the building.
"Morning boss. I scheduled an interview with Katie for you, she insisted, so don't look at me. Told me you were doing it or she was hogtying you and making you do it. How the daughter of a healer and a business man knows how to hogtie someone, I'll never know. She also sent by cookies for Colin. She assures me in her note that they were bought in bakery because she wouldn't dare poison your son by trying to bake for him. And how was your date?" She asked, running through everything quickly before getting into her meddlesome tone.
At least, that was how she hoped it had went. All she knew was that he'd had a date, now it was time to find out exactly how it went. Stepping out of her tiny office, she fetched Oliver his morning coffee and found him the moment he entered the building.
"Morning boss. I scheduled an interview with Katie for you, she insisted, so don't look at me. Told me you were doing it or she was hogtying you and making you do it. How the daughter of a healer and a business man knows how to hogtie someone, I'll never know. She also sent by cookies for Colin. She assures me in her note that they were bought in bakery because she wouldn't dare poison your son by trying to bake for him. And how was your date?" She asked, running through everything quickly before getting into her meddlesome tone.