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Tweak says, "Bye Felicia!"

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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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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