thread; clint, adrian, lexi Who | Clint Warrington, Adrian Pucey, Lexi Montgomery When | 10 and onward Where | One of the many Pubs they frequent What | Post-Game drinks Rating | Language, for sure.
Lexi loved her job, she really did. She ate, breathed, and slept curses and wards. Being a Cursebreaker had always been her dream job just as Quidditch had always been the boys. She loved it. She did .... save those long assignments that kept her out of the country for weeks. This past stint to Thailand had extended into three weeks. Three bloody weeks without proper alcohol, a good nights sleep, and the boys. She hated the weather this side of Europe, but she was glad to be back. Ultimately, her timing was spot on. She'd caught Dean before he went to work and had managed to make it out to the boys game. Merlin knew, she wasn't a Quidditch expert, but with Quidditch came post-game drinks and that she wouldn't miss for the world.
She didn't bother waiting for Clint and Adrian at the pitch. Clint was a bloody woman when it came to showering and she knew she had at least an hour before they showed up at the pub, she'd made a brief stop at her sisters to tell the woman she was, in fact, alive ... not that Demi was all that relieved by the prospect. She'd forgotten Lexi was even out of the country. So much for the closeness of twins. Either way, she supposed there was nothing for it. They were much too different. While Lexi was leather and bots, Demi was lace and heels. Their differences clashed in million different ways.
Finally making her way to the pub, Lexi grinned spotting Adrian's taller form first. He towered over most as per usual. Clint came next and she smirked all the more at the sight of his hair. Looked as though it hadn't moved an inch since the last time she'd seen him. Coming up behind them, she helped herself to Clint's drink knowing it would be the familiar taste of whiskey that met her lips. "You boys miss me?"