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Who: Merlin Stebbins and Orla Quirke
When: This Afternoon/Evening
Where: Diagon Alley, White Witch Weddings
What: Meeting the missus!
Rating: Maybe PG, maybe higher. Who knows how bad his mouth might get.
Status: Closed/ In Progress



His early afternoon had been terribly busy. First there was the accidental meeting of Miss Patil, then there was a burst of activity as a few witches had recieved their matches and were eager to get going on the arrangements. Merlin had to jump to work without much of a smoke break, though the break from smoking was good for him considering he had upped his intake of nicotine from all the dresses he'd been making lately. Charms were exploding that afternoon and magic was keeping the energy high, to the point where the witches kept saying how loud the buzz of magic was becoming.

"Then it's a day, girls," sighed Merlin at five and happily they left, one by one. Finally he was alone and it was then that he managed to remember the strawberries he brought that morning. The cooling charm was still working it's magic on the container of berries and he took them with him to sit outside and smoke his final fag while waiting for that girl he was supposed to meet.