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hannah chavonne abbott ([info]abbotton) wrote in [info]unexpectedrpg,
@ 2008-07-15 14:28:00

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Entry tags:hannah abbott, owen cauldwell

Who: Hannah Abbott and Owen Cauldwell
When: Tuesday, July 1, 2002
Where: Owen’s place.
What: Hannah attempts to apologize with food.
Rating: PG
Status: Closed // In Progress

Hannah had always thought that marriage would be less awkward and a bit more exciting. She was beginning to realize though that she needed to simply forget all her prior expectations because they were just continuing to disappoint her. Her attitude was only a step above that of a small child that had its favourite toy taken away, and she feared that she was taking it out on poor Owen who clearly did not deserve it. It wasn’t his fault that the Ministry was forcing them into marriage, and it was only fair that Hannah at least try and be civil. Which was why she had brought a peace offering. Just a plate of sandwiches and some of her homemade chocolate chip biscuits, but the blonde figured that it was the effort that mattered.

Finally, after staring at Owen’s door as she attempted to gather the nerve to announce her presence, Hannah nervously bit her lip, shifted the container in her hand, and knocked on his door. Hopefully, he was home. Hannah worried she might not be able to gather the courage to come over here again.



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[info]abbotton
2008-07-15 05:51 pm UTC (link)
“Hm? Oh no. I want to though,” responded Hannah, taking the offered glass. “I do work in a restaurant, so I see plenty. And I’ve taken a few classes. I just don’t have the experience to go out on my own just yet.” That, and the courage. It was one thing to cook for herself, but the idea of fixing actual meals for complete strangers seemed a little daunting to her. What if she messed up and did something like accidently poison an entire group of people. That wouldn’t be good at all.

Hannah leaned back slightly, and took a sip of water. “What is it that you do?” she asked curiously.

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[info]owen_cauldwell
2008-07-15 06:03 pm UTC (link)
"You seem to really have what it takes," Owen said with a confident smile as he polished off the last sandwich. It felt so good to have filling, tasty food for a change.

"Currently I work at Quality Quidditch Supplies," Owen said with a small shrug, "one day I want to have my own line of brooms. I've been working on them for years. Ever since I could, really."

Owen always felt slightly uncomfortable talking about his dream, especially to someone that he wasn't even sure cared that much. To give himself something to pay attention to, Owen patted Ellie's back as she drank the bottle.

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[info]abbotton
2008-07-15 06:32 pm UTC (link)
Hannah gave him an appreciative smile. “Thank you,” she said as she felt her cheeks begin to redden at the compliment.

The blonde nodded slightly as Owen explained. “Oh wow,” she said enthusiastically. Hannah herself knew next to nothing about brooms and was only an average flier, but she knew enough to know that it took a lot of work to get a broom up in the air properly. “That certainly sounds interesting. Have you picked out for the line a name yet?”

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[info]owen_cauldwell
2008-07-15 06:53 pm UTC (link)
Owen cocked his head to one side as he heard her question, and couldn't help but laugh. "You know, I've gone through so many names, but none have stuck," Owen said with a small shrug. It would certainly be something nice to have out of the way, however.

"Got any ideas?" he asked as he bounced Ellie in his arms slightly, watching as she got more and more sleepy. She was going to be ready to go down soon, but since Hannah wasn't that loud, he might just put her in the crib in the room with them.

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[info]abbotton
2008-07-15 07:12 pm UTC (link)
Hannah shrugged. The names that ran through her head were simply titles that she was sure were already taken, and she simply knew from in passing. The Comet 360 or something, for example. And then there was ‘the Firebolt’ which she was sure she would be unable to top. Even she, who knew very little about Quidditch and flying, had heard how fantastic the line of Firebolts were. “Not sure. Maybe you could name it after yourself or something,” she suggested. “What were the names that you came up with?”

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[info]owen_cauldwell
2008-07-15 07:18 pm UTC (link)
"Definitely not after me," Owen said, shaking his head. "Maybe after Ellie..."

"I've come up with hundreds of names," Owen said with a laugh, "there's no point in listing them. And all of them are just as bad as the others..."

"Got any ideas for names of your future restaurant? Or what type of food you want to do?"

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[info]abbotton
2008-07-15 07:35 pm UTC (link)
Hannah giggled and tilted her head in amusement. “So that’s a no to ‘the Cauldwell’ then?” she asked before becoming a bit more serious and giving Owen an encouraging smile. “I’m sure you’ll think of something. Sometimes these types of things just come to you when you least expect them to. Maybe you just need to see the finished product first.”

Hannah shook her head rather dramatically when the subject turned to her. “Oh no. I haven’t thought too much about it honestly. It’s much too early for that,” she stated. She thought she would be lucky to even get a job in an already running restaurant, let alone one she actually owned herself.

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[info]owen_cauldwell
2008-07-15 07:50 pm UTC (link)
"A very strong one," Owen nodded with a grin. He could never imagine naming a broom after him, it was going to be strange for him to even have his name attached to it as the creator. But luckily most people didn't even know who designed the brooms anyway.

"No wishes or hopes?" Owen asked, just out of curiosity, not trying to criticize her in any way.

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[info]abbotton
2008-07-15 08:04 pm UTC (link)
Hannah shrugged. “I suppose. I mean it would certainly be nice if I could have my own restaurant some day,” stated the blonde as she began to twirl some of her hair around her finger nervously. It was such a big project to take on though, that as much as it was something she would like to do, Hannah could never quite picture herself ever actually accomplishing it. “Just not for a while yet, you know.”

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[info]owen_cauldwell
2008-07-15 08:34 pm UTC (link)
Owen got up and gently placed Ellie in the crib before sitting back down and taking a long swig of his butterbeer. All in all, it was a perfect finish to an amazing meal. He wanted nothing more than to curl up and take a nap of his own.

"I'm sure you'll be amazing," Owen said with a warm and supportive grin. "What's the restaurant that you manage now?"

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[info]abbotton
2008-07-16 11:49 am UTC (link)
“Oh, well, thank you. That’s very kind of you,” said Hannah. Her voice was sincere but a small part of her couldn’t help but think that he was just saying that. They barely knew each other after all, and one could hardly base one’s culinary skills off a few sandwiches and biscuits now could they. “Bella’s Pocket. It’s a nice little place on one of the side streets off Diagon Alley.”

Hannah turned her attention to the crib Owen had just placed Ellie in. “Is she going to be okay?” whispered Hannah. “I don’t want to wake her or anything.”

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[info]owen_cauldwell
2008-07-16 02:14 pm UTC (link)
"Perhaps I'll have to come by for dinner, or lunch sometime," Owen said with a small shrug before leaning back against the couch.

"Ellie's fine," Owen said in an appeasing tone as he glanced over at the crib. She was sleeping soundly, thanks to the bottle, and Owen was sure that Ellie wasn't going to be waking up anytime soon.

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