Alecto Carrow (spitefury) wrote in snitchers, @ 2017-08-23 20:16:00 |
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Entry tags: | char: alecto carrow, char: oliver wood |
Who: Alecto Carrow and OPEN
Where: Blankety Blank Casino, Knockturn Alley
What: Rough night, rough day
When: Thursday afternoon (slightly future-dated)
Rating: TBD
Of all the things she could have dreamed of last night, she dreamt of her fucking pregnancy. It had been twenty something years ago, and it certainly hadn't been on her mind lately. If anything, she'd been more focused on Quidditch, not because she liked the blasted sport, but because the stats were earning her some money. Alecto couldn't really even remember the last time she thought about the kid, and yet she woke up last night in a cold sweat, shaking and swearing she could feel the labor pains again. She'd been forced to sprint to her bathroom and vomit, the memory of the pain was that intense. In a panic, she checked herself and the bed for blood, but thankfully there was none. She didn't go to sleep again last night, and stayed up drinking some wine and cleaning the kitchen.
So today, she was in a foul mood, and had been snapping at people all morning. She didn't usually make it out onto the floor of the casino this early to check on things, but here she was. She felt the need to be around people, and possibly spy on them. Possibly even catch someone cheating. Then she could hex someone in their balls, and that would definitely improve her mood. But from her viewpoint, it looked as if her customers were all behaving themselves.
She stalked over to the bar and helped herself to some coffee with a generous shot of whiskey added to it. She needed both the caffeine and the alcohol. Caffeine to help with the utter lack of sleep, and the whiskey to calm her nerves. She took a seat at the end of the bar, and just tried to focus. Now was not a good time to be losing her head, not when there was money to be made.