Angelina certainly didn’t find delivering pea soup exciting but it helped keep her from living on the streets until she finished with her Auror Training. Business had been slow but steady for most of the morning and into the lunch hour. There hadn’t been anything dreadfully out of the ordinary. Most people seemed to order and mind themselves. Most of the day had been spent with idle talk with Tom between customers.
She was off delivering another bowl of pea soup when she heard her name and the words startled her. The hot soup fell the ground with a resounding crack and slashed up on her jeans. “Holy fucking hell,” she muttered first trying to prevent herself from getting burnt and second turning to the voice because after a second she knew who it belonged to. That person wasn’t supposed to be there!
"You sneaking rat!” she started with a brilliant grin! How could she possibly be mad over spilled pea soup when one of her oldest and dearest pals was back. She pounced the other girl for a hug feeling excited at the prospect of catching up. She wanted to know everything there was to know! There had to be lots to tell. “Katie Bell! What in the name of Rowena’s left tit are you doing here?”