smith; ZACHARIAS (zsmth) wrote in reduxpitch, @ 2016-03-01 15:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread, character: primrose dursley, location: diagon alley, retired character: zacharias smith |
who ? primrose dursley and zac smith
when ? tuesday afternoon
where ? scribbulus writing instruments
what ? zac is his own secretary apparently
status ? active
Zac was not having a great St David's Day. So far, he had been asked six times if he had any bara brith on him and three times if he knew a good recipe for cawl. Apparently having a slight Welsh accent meant that he was the fucking authority on Welsh traditions and holidays. He was, in fact, not. What Zac was instead was pissed the fuck off. Zac was also in a need for some quills. Annie, Zac's secretary, had offered to go and get some, because somehow she was actually a decent secretary and Zac definitely didn't deserve her the way he treated her (he did, however, pay her a ludicrous amount of money to put up with him, so it was probably fine). Had it not been for everyone's fucking insistence to wish him a happy St David's Day, Zac would have expected Annie to, but as it was... getting some quills seemed like a perfectly legitimate reason to leave Gringotts for.
Once Annie had given Zac the directions to the writing supplies store, because, no, of course Zac had no fucking idea where it was, he made his way there. The weather in Diagon seemed to also think it was important to remind Zac about how it was a Welsh holiday since it was absolutely pissing down. Essentially, Zac was rather convinced that everything today was designed to just annoy him. It wasn't too dissimilar from majority of Zac's days but he did feel it more so today.
Shaking off both himself and his umbrella upon entering the shop, Zac looked around with a startling realisation that as much as he had asked Annie where the shop was, he hadn't asked what the quills he liked were actually called. "Quills and inks," Zac said to the shopgirl instead of any sort of proper greeting. "Anything on the expensive end, show me it," he told her, because, yes, he could just work through exclusion.