Flora Carrow (slythie) wrote in theponsnovus, @ 2013-11-15 23:20:00 |
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Gemma was having a wonderful day out thus far. Despite the rather hectic work schedule, she'd managed to leave the office at a relatively decent hour, and although there were many events coming up the the next few weeks, this particular weekend wasn't nearly as busy. Besides, for the most part, Gemma had an excellent team, even if she was never overly keen to admit that matter. Heading out of the office, Gemma decided not to apparate straight home on this particular occasion. It was Friday night and surely she could manage a cheeky glass at a wine bar. Besides, it wasn't like there was anyone waiting for her at home at the moment. Walking along the cobbled street of Diagon Alley, Gemma walked past the darkened windows of familiar shops as she made her way toward the restaurants an bars. It wasn't particularly late yet, but with winter nearing, it was already very dark, though Gemma hardly minded. Moving quickly as the cold wind blew around her, Gemma soon found her favourite place and in a moment was stepping though into the warm, welcoming place. Stepping up to the bar, Gemma paused as she tried to catch the barman's attention. |