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Fergus O'Rourke (ruairc) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-11-29 21:20:00

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!2003: 11, !incomplete, fergus o'rourke, rhydian oakby

Who: Fergus and Rhydian
What: Best Friend Times
When: Tonight
Where: Pub in Dublin
Rating/Warning:

He wasn't sure what the name of the pub actually was - something like Shipwreck Paddy's or some other trash - but they'd found it once after a Quidditch match, and it had been a decent enough place with cheap pints and enough of a crowd to be entertaining. Fergus got there first, of course. Mostly because he had less of a way to travel to get there, and also because he'd been ready to go when he'd said he wanted a pint. He took up a stool at the bar, waiting for his best mate to show his face.

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	ruairc 2010-12-12 10:38 pm UTC (link)
	"Still, waste of good lager," Fergus laughed, then rolled his eyes at his mate. "Of course I talked to her. I don't have a problem talking to people I think are fit, Rhydian. Not the one who had to have his sister finding someone for him to shag." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rhydianluke 2010-12-12 10:48 pm UTC (link)
	"No, I mean - did you talk about something? What else do you know about her, aside from 'Mandy' and 'fit' and 'waste of lager'?" He was confident Fergus could come up with something or other. The bar was low. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ruairc 2010-12-12 10:53 pm UTC (link)
	"Hrm..." That was a stretch. Fit and a name were doing pretty well for him for someone he'd just met in a pub, but after a second he pointed his drink at Rhydian and said, "She owns a bookshop, or something." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rhydianluke 2010-12-12 11:01 pm UTC (link)
	"That sounds interesting," Rhydian said, although he thought it was probably a point against her in terms of compatibility with Fergus. There was always hope, though. "So - Mandy, fit, probably well-read, and with a head on her shoulders. You're doing well for yourself, assuming you know how to meet her again." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ruairc 2010-12-15 11:26 pm UTC (link)
	"Well, I'm sure she's got one of those journal things," he shrugged. In his mind, the only reason to keep writing in the damned thing was because so many fit girls had them. Not that he got the chance to talk to many... (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rhydianluke 2010-12-15 11:44 pm UTC (link)
	"There you are, then. Excellent." He'd be happy with seeing Fergus pursue something that lasted longer than one night, although he expected that however long it was, it would end at the same point most of his other escapades did. "Just - you know. Be nice." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ruairc 2010-12-15 11:58 pm UTC (link)
	Fergus gave him a look that was more like a leer and said, "I'm always nice," In a way that would send most girls scrambling away from him for his being a pervert. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rhydianluke 2010-12-16 12:37 am UTC (link)
	Rhydian burst out laughing, slamming his glass down on the bar entirely too hard. A few of the other patrons glanced up form their drinks and rolled their eyes before ignoring him again. "Well, you're always nice-looking," he said, matching him leer for awful leer. "But that's not the same thing." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ruairc 2010-12-16 12:43 am UTC (link)
	"See, that's the problem. It's enough for me if the bird is good looking, it should work the same way. But, you're forgetting, I also have a cute dog - " Which had at least gotten him the phone numbers of some cute muggle girls on occasion. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

rhydianluke
2010-12-16 12:52 am UTC (link)

"I'm not disagreeing with you on principle," Rhydian insisted, grinning fondly at him and mopping up some of his spilled beer with his coaster. "And I can't claim much expertise in the area, can I. But it doesn't seem to work both ways, mate. Now, if you were after blokes, your strategy would be pretty solid. You might not even need the dog. But you're playing a different game."

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	ruairc 2010-12-16 12:55 am UTC (link)
	"That's all it takes with blokes, yeah?" Fergus pretended to be thinking about it for a second, then pulled a face and took a drink. "Not even if the shave was really damn close, mate." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rhydianluke 2010-12-16 01:25 am UTC (link)
	"That's the larger part for most of them, I'm afraid. You'd fit right in." He smiled, wiping the back of his hand over his mouth. "Well, it's your loss. You'll have to play the cards you were dealt, and that's that. And that means being nice without looking like you're about to jump someone on her barstool." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ruairc 2010-12-16 01:27 am UTC (link)
	"If you say so," Fergus had had limited success with his way of doing things, though, and he thought there probably was something to his mate's advice. He also knew he was young enough that he didn't have to take it quite yet. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rhydianluke 2010-12-16 02:05 am UTC (link)
	Rhydian could hardly brag about his own success, of course. He was on the right track at the moment, he thought, but he'd hardly walked all of it. "Yeah, yeah," he said. "I can tell you're really taking it to heart. In any case, neither of us has anything to do tonight but sit around and - what's this place called? Shipwreck?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	ruairc 2010-12-16 02:37 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, who the fuck knows? Paddy's Revenge or some rot. It's an Irish Pub, what more do you want?" Best pubs in the world, but clever names weren't what you came to them for. "Besides, why are you drinking with me, anyway, Quidditch player waiting in bed for you and all..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	rhydianluke 2010-12-17 04:40 pm UTC (link)
	"Nothing else. A refill, maybe." But beyond that, he wasn't picky. He nudged his glass forward. "And I guarantee you, he is not sitting around in bed waiting for me just at the moment." Or at all. ... Not that it wouldn't be nice. "So don't flatter yourself." And now he was going to be thinking about that for the whole night, he was sure. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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