Verity (jokeshopgirl) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-12-08 13:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, oliver wood, verity |
Who: Verity Ashford and Oliver Wood
When: Saturday, after these texts
Where: For The Lulz
What: Verity's hungover, Oliver delivers coffee
Rating: TBD
Status: Complete!
There were far, far too many loud noises and bright lights at For The Lulz. Poor Verity was in agony. She'd spent the better portion of the night last night drinking her sadness away, and then laid down on the sofa and passed out with the television going. When she woke up this morning, the news was on. That was hard to handle. She couldn't eat anything, didn't want to drink anything, stumbled around and found her clothes, then showed up at work disheveled, but on time. Surprisingly on time.
A couple of hours passed, and Verity was miserable. She texted back and forth with Oliver--the only shining part of her day. When he said he was coming by, she went to the bathroom to freshen up, but frowned at herself in the mirror. Her overly critical eyes only saw the paleness of her skin, the wisps of stray hair, the bags under her eyes and the drooping of her lids. There was nothing to be done but hope he didn't notice or didn't care.
She was working the register when he came in.