Who: Oliver Wood & Lia Moon What: Mistletoe Challenge Where: A door or so down from The Snitch When: Around 5:30 pm on Monday Rating/Status: PG-13 tops most likely / Incomplete
Things had been insanely busy lately for Lia. She felt like herself and Lincoln had been running off their feet trying to keep up with everything and everyone. The Snitch was a popular place and they ended up hosting a ton of Christmas parties, which was great, but a lot of work. Most of the Quidditch teams decided to host theirs there and Lia was excited but nervous all at the same time for it. It was hard not to be nervous. The amount of famous people hanging about the Snitch lately was a little overwhelming. It wasn’t that Lia cared much about who was and wasn’t famous, it was the level of demanding that started to get to her.
Lia’s opinion of famous players had changed a lot sense opening the pub. Of course she was close to Ade, but that was different she knew him on a different level. It was the players that acted like everyone owed them something because they were famous, or the ones that would talk down to her as if she was lesser of a person for not being famous. The number of times she’d actually gotten angry (which was rare for her) shocked her a little bit. Still, it was a business and there were always the really great famous players at all that were always kind to her. Even though some of them confused her, she liked it when people were kind rather than rude.
“Linc, I’m going to head to the bakery to pick up the order for tonight.” She called out referring to the holiday party that was there that night. She wasn’t even sure he was there, but it was always better to tell him she was going than not. Lia could really use getting some fresh air, and it was strange how it didn’t quiet feel like Christmas yet. She was ready for some snow and some hot coco and relaxing by a fire reading a good book or just watching the snowfall.
Her mind had been running around in circles about the party coming in that night, Wigtown Wanderers. She didn’t know the players as well on that team as she did others but she hadn’t really heard much about them. Hopefully they’d be nice. Grabbing her blue zip-up she pulled it on as she wrapped a Falcons scarf around her, one Ade gave to her at some point. Opening the wooden door to the pub she took in the crisp air letting it calm her. Crisp air always had a magical power to it, or so Lia always thought it did.
Turning in the direction of the bakery she took a few hundred steps before she found herself completely and utterly stuck. For a moment Lia flinched at the thought of whomever was behind her and how abruptly she had stopped. The likelihood that whomever it was could stop in time to not run into her seemed unlikely.