WHO: Angelina & Katie
WHEN: 9ish, couple days after her and Oliver
WHERE: Katie's
WHAT: Ang comes over
RATING: Low, but pg-13 for mature themes



Angelina had been so immersed in practices lately, she hadn't gotten out much at all. She missed her friends, especially the ones who weren't on her team. Ang hoped they wouldn't mind, it was a well known fact she could get pretty caught up in quidditch. She knew Katie and Alicia would quicky forgive her, and realistically that's all that mattered. Angelina had other friends, but Katie and Alicia meant the world to her. Where would a girl be without her best girls beside her? Angelina reckoned she'd be no where.

The urgency in Katie's replies meant little to Angelina. Katie had often gotten into tangles and freaked out. Of course, Angelina had no idea how real, and how serious this one was. Ang wasn't sure what they'd be doing tonight, so she wore dark jeans and a flowy yellow shirt. It was a nice outfit that she could get away going to the bar in, but was also fine for just sitting around. Ang's closest was full of red and yellow, it just didn't feel right wearing other colours.

Reaching Katie's door, Angelina gleefully found it unlocked. Opening in and stepping in, Ang took a deep breath. Her friend's houses always smelt great. "KATE! I brought the rum!" Angelina called and made her way into the kitchen. She wasn't sure where Katie was, but the kitchen held glasses and mix, a good place to start.