Who: Angelina & Fred What: Chance meeting on the beach Where: The beach When: After work Rating/Status: Mediumish for possible language / Complete
Since painting her house, Angelina had been in much better spirits. For nearly a week she'd managed to avoid both George and Pansy, which was adding to her good mood. Angelina was able to put her current situation out of her mind, and worry about other things. Such as the recent addition of her magic, or her pay raise. Not that she really deserve one - Angelina was quite firm in her belief she was single handedly the worst bank teller ever to exist. Numbers had never been Angie's strong suit, and it was only recently she had been coming to work cheerful. Ange knew that bank tellers were meant to be a lot happier than she'd been. Not that it really mattered, Angelina would gladly give up her job to a goblin or any other creature.
After work, Ange often took to walking the beach. Sometimes she went for a run, but today she felt like enjoying the sun and waves. Kicking off her shoes near the edge of the beach, Ange walked along with them in her hands. She'd always enjoyed the feeling of sand underneath her feet. Angelina let her eyes stare out at the sea, wondering just how far away the closest town or land mass was. It wasn't a journey she wanted to take, that was for sure. Although this island had brought pain, it wasn't so bad.
Angelina let her eyesight wander to in front of her, and she noticed red hair. As she made her way closer, she realized it was one of the twins. Right now, Angelina really wasn't sure which one she'd rather see. Rounding up closer, Angelina smiled and nodded towards him. "Fred?" she called, 90% sure it was him in the distance and not George.