Adrian Pucey (friendineed) wrote in unloading_zone, @ 2010-08-10 11:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | adrian pucey, sirius black |
WHO: Adrian and Sirius
WHERE: The love shack aka Bungalow #5
WHEN: Tuesday Evening
WHAT: Scientific research regarding the crotches of fire... er yeah
RATING: TBD
Popcorn. Check.
Low slung swimming trunks serving as shorts. Check.
Warm enough evening that he could continue to walk about sans shirt. Check.
It was the trifecta as far as Adrian was concerned. Chance to find out his long standing desire to learn the truth of the Weasley red hair. And to bunk down in one fit fit FIT bloke's bed in the process. The town lifeguard fit that definition and then some. All in all, it could prove to be one of the better evenings he'd spent on this godsforsaken island. Next to the time he wandered into the tailors room or when Pansy had him over- okay there was a theme to his better evenings but could he be blamed? Not when a good old fashioned romp was quite honestly the only thing that kept his mind off the hell that his baggage had unleashed.
The one thing he did not fail at was the art of the squeaky mattress. Thank you.
The rest of it could go to hell but he would continue on with the one thing he didn't find himself to be a completely and utter tosser at. So if that made his life filled with one singular purpose (besides finding a way to beat Johnson and Wood - oh the humour there - at this makeshift quidditch game) then so be it. Adrian hadn't avoided his feelings for years to give up now. Well maybe it was wearing on him but for the moment, he was going to hold strong. He'd ever been a feelings chat sort of bloke and he had no intention of starting now.
Tossing a piece of popcorn in his mouth, Adrian wandered his way up to the cottage that had the proper names on it. He gave a quick rap to the door as he waited. "If you're having sex Ginny Potter, please don't cover up." He yelled through the door before popping another kernel of corn into his mouth.