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Morag! (dougaled) wrote in wished,

Morag could party and hang out anywhere, but she was surprised that she was funneling money, on her night off, back into the bar she worked at. She left Sam a note telling her she was heading out with Jack and telling her (along with Ginny if she wanted) to come meet her and Jack there. She had pulled out some clothes that she had in a suitcase near Sam's couch, and didn't look half bad when she finally ran a brush through her hair. Perfectly casual in jeans, converse, and a t-shirt from a muggle band she adored, but still good.

She apparated straight to a place right because Martini's the spot she used whenever she went to work, and walked inside, giving a quick wave to one of the waitress she knew. She instantly saw Jack's messy head, and she plopped down in a seat by him. "Damn that is a girly looking drink, mate."