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Tweak says, "i am the rap hannah montana"

Angie! (johnsonchases) wrote in wished,
@ 2009-08-02 02:51:00

Entry tags:

!1997: 08, !complete, angelina johnson, george weasley

Thread: Ang and George
WHO: Angelina and George!
WHAT: Hanging out! Supposedly helping with inventory.
WHEN: Tonight
WHERE: WWW
RATING: PG-13? For language and possible random topics of doom.

Angelina spent a lot of time at the twin's shop. In fact her constant loitering whenever she wasn't in practice led to quite a few people believing she worked there. She'd gotten good at directing people to things. So BAH on Fred and George saying she didn't do anything. She pointed a LOT.

Hopping on one foot, pulling on a trainer she searched the fridge looking for the beer. She almost yelled to Katie and Alicia wondering which one of those lushes drank all the damn beer, but she didn't know if they were home or if Ry was already asleep. Instead, she grabbed a bottle of firewhiskey from the cupboard where the rest of the liquor was.

Good thing about knowing the owners and always being around is that Fred and George gave her apparition access. Which was good considering how bad Diagon Alley was looking these days. It wasn't exactly safe to be wandering around at night waiting for them to answer her knocking.

It only took a second and Angelina was standing in the middle of the shop holding her wand and the firewhiskey. "SNOOKUMS, I"M HOME WITH LIQUOR!" She called out, making her way into the back room where she knew George was most likely at.

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weasleygred
2009-08-06 04:14 am UTC (link)

"You encourage me all the time. You came over with liquor, that's encouraging," George pointed out dryly. "You shouldn't be jealous though, your arse is almost as nice as mine. Really close, really. You can give me another good look though, if you want me to try to reassess." George actually didn't want to ogle Ang as much as he made out. He wouldn't object - she was hot - but they were friends, and despite the constant attempts to get her to share locker room pictures, he wasn't after more than that when she used to snog his twin. (And him, once, but that'd just been funny.)

"Flint looked better with boils. But then, look what the ugly git had to work with to begin with." George eyed the blank parchment. "We should draw the broom-dicks first. So we know we have enough room." He picked up the nearest quill and started trying to sketch out a deeply phallic looking broom. Mostly, he just got the phallic part, without the broom bit. It was starting to look a good deal like a dick with inexplicable bristles.

"I'm always good," he muttered, sticking his tongue out the corner of his mouth as he worked.

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