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bethany_meadows ([info]bethany_meadows) wrote in [info]wished,
@ 2010-09-21 23:48:00
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Who: Bethany & Astrophel
When: Tuesday Afternoon
Where: The Lucky Bakery, Diagon Alley
What: Just a random meeting, maybe a new friend
Rating: Probably just PG, maybe PG-13ish?
Open/Closed: Closed, incomplete

Bethany was always a sucker for good coffee and a cauldron cake. Ever since her first visit to The Lucky Bakery in Diagon Alley, she never could find a pumpkin cauldron cake with caramel icing that were anywhere near as good. Taking advantage of the day off from practice, Beth found herself there, staring at the familiar pastry through the case as she waited for the wizard in front of her to finish his order.

When he had gotten his coffee and pastry, she stepped to the counter and ordered her usual, a caramel latte with the pumpkin mini-cake. Humming to herself quietly she rocked gently on the balls of her feet, a habit she had since a child, she waited while the witch behind the counter made her drink and fetched her tidbit from it's case. After counting out enough money to cover the cost and a tip, she picked up her fares and moved over towards a cluster of plush chairs separated by tables covered with the latest issues of various wizarding newspapers and magazines.

After letting her eyes scan the few open seats there were, Beth smiled softly and approached a gentleman who was buried behind one of the periodicals that dotted the tables. "I hate to bother you..." She said, her voice loud enough to be heard but hopefully not enough to startle him, "but is that seat taken?" With that she motioned to the empty chair next to him.


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