Who: Marcus Flint and Susan Bones When: Tuesday early evening Where: Apothecary What: Marcus, freaking out over various things, stops in with a favor to ask. Rating: TBD Open/Closed: Open to Susan Bones
He has a sweet tooth and this is why the quill he scribbles replies to Delaney with happens to be a Sugarquill that's nearly at the nub. Good. He can't write anymore, well, not until he buys more quills and whether they're Sugar or not he has to make a trip to Diagon Alley.
His heart pounds, his stomach churns. Maybe he should actually eat something but he feels like his stomach might reject anything more than the quills so he says, 'fuck it,' and tucks that journal under his arm as he heads to the floo. As he steps up to the mantle he hesitates then grabs at his goggles and shoves them into his robes. The moment he shows up in the Leaky Cauldron he knows though that he isn't going to the candy shop or even to the ink and quill store.
He heads straight to the apothecary and pauses before the door, takes a deep breath and slips in.