Who: Jack Sloper, Morag MacDougal and Sam Capper. When: September 8th. Evening. Where: Martini's Night Club. What: Not just shenanigans... Crazy shenanigans! Rating: PG for swearing? Status: Incomplete/Closed to those three.
Jack was full of energy (well, when was he not) as he bounded out the door, saying goodbye to his best friend and his sister as he headed out for a night out with two of his favourite girls, Sam and Morag. His potential band mates, and they were closer to a name than ever... maybe.
He had a grin on his face as he went outside, dressed in a black pin stripped vest over a gray t-shirt and pin stripped, slightly baggy trousers as well. His hair was wild and all over the place, and not tamed into any semblance of anything close to 'style'. In other words, he looked typically like Jack.
He Apparated to Memorial Park, figuring that was the place where he was least likely to land on someone (never fun, especially if it was an older woman who wanted to hit you with her purse) and then ambled on down through Memorial Alley to Diagon Alley, and down to Martini's Night Club. Which seemed a good place to start for shenanigans of the crazy variety, because alcohol was often (but not always!) needed for such things.
Glancing around the dimly lit interior, he didn't see either of the girls (he figured they'd come together) and so he grabbed a table for three, and slid into a chair, ordering a Witches Brew to begin. He liked girly drinks. So sue him! Soon enough the swirly green drink was presented to him, and he sipped at it as he waited.