Katie Bell (bellsy) wrote in strugglewithin, @ 2008-11-30 22:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | angelina johnson, august 1997, katie bell |
RP: in which Katie Bell shows up unannounced
Date: 30 August 1997
Characters: Katie Bell, Angelina Johnson
Location: The Leaky Cauldron
Summary: Following a tip from Alicia, Katie plans to completely catch Angelina off guard with her glorious comeback
Status: As private as Leaky can be.
Completion: Incomplete
Katie had a brilliant idea. Or, at least it seemed brilliant in her often-ridiculous mind. Whizz-Hard, being a Sunday, had closed hours ago, and she was bored out of said mind. Which is probably how the idea came to be. She was tired of unpacking her belongings into her closet of a living space, Alicia hadn't sent a report on her dreaded blind date yet, and she also hadn't...stopped into the twins' shop left. There was really only one other thing to do.
Alicia had told Katie where Angelina was working during their impromptu lunch a few days prior, and Katie couldn't think of a better time to drop in on her old friend than a Sunday night, when Leaky would have very few patrons and even less of an excitement rate. She could almost sense Angelina's pulse slowing at the drag of the evening shift, and Katie was more than ready to spring some excitement back into her life.
So she went. And Katie Bell, in all of her petite glory, knew exactly what she was going to do. After peeking in clandestinely to make sure Angelina was working, she would make her presence known. So far, so good. Angelina was definitely in the building, Katie observed, grinning in spite of herself. A whole year of being apart was catching up to Katie, and she was getting just as excited to make her presence known. And so she did.
"Angelina Johnson." It was a simple greeting as she stood in the middle of the barroom floor, grinning brightly, said more as a statement than a question. It was just to get the other girl's attention after all, and after that she was sure their greetings would be much more rambunctious. Especially in the quiet lull of Sunday night at the Leaky Cauldron.