"It's these journals, I swear," Orsino said, running a hand through his hair. He sounded a bit agitated. "They make it way too easy to find out what everyone else is up to."
He smirked apologetically at Donaghan, aware that he'd very nearly begun to rant on how the occasional creepiness of the journals just might outweigh their usefulness. Taking a long sip of water, Orsino sighed and started again. This was one thing he liked very much about Donaghan - he was very easy to talk to, even if he was a bit...well, prying wasn't the word exactly. Orsino was just very protective of his privacy, even in his friendships at times.
"Anyway. Yeah, Meghan's friend. Weird, right? Shocking as this may seem, I think we actually started talking over the journals casually and then, of all things, we bumped in to each other at a Muggle record store and went to lunch or something. I don't really remember exactly."
He drummed the fingers of his left hand on the table. "So a completely strange coincidence. And Meg knows...she got very...intense about it. I was starting to get annoyed with her. This could potentially become problematic."