Who: Pansy and Fred What: Sneakily discussing wedding plans Where: Pansy's Bungalow while George is working When: Saturday afternoon Status/Rating: low/In Progress
Fred wasn't sure how exactly this was going to go. Talking to Pansy always when unexpectedly. Some of the times they had a friendly little banter going on where she would say that she wished he would die here as well, but then other times she just didn't say anything and kept a stony expression on her face. But he needed to know what colors she would want for the wedding, so that he could go ahead and get it set up so that he could stop stressing about it. Yes, he was stressing about his brother's wedding. It was weird, and he wasn't thinking about it much, except that he knew he wanted it to be perfect. Hence why he was at Pansy's door.
Fred quickly knocked on the door, and waited patiently (if bouncing on the balls of his feet could be considered patient) until she opened the door. When she did, he flashed a grin at her, "Hi! Mind if I come in?" He didn't wait for an answer, only assuming it would be a 'no.' He made his way past her and sat down at her kitchen table, looking expectantly at her.