<.< Mac/Lenore Journal Thread :: Jan 23
Mac had left the office early for the first time in, well, ever. The invitation from Lenore hadn't been entirely suprising considering their discussion last night and he had to admit her claims at her cooking skills had piqued his curiosity. Not to mention that it hadn't been a great day, to say the least, and it had been awhile since Mac had let anyone cook for him.
Of course he felt it would be inappropriate to show up empty-handed, so Mac and stopped off for his contribution of the dinner - a large bottle of tequila. Perhaps not the best idea given what had happened the last time they drank together, but it was a shame to let it go to waste and it wasn't getting drank just lying around his flat. Mac didn't have many friends and he knew that Lenore, at least, would appreciate the Muggle liquor.
He glanced at the address she had left him, smiling as the rudimentary code she had put it in, and noted that he had arrived at her door. Shifting the bottle in his hand, he raised his other one to knock firmly on the door to her flat.
((how much do you love me?))
Of course he felt it would be inappropriate to show up empty-handed, so Mac and stopped off for his contribution of the dinner - a large bottle of tequila. Perhaps not the best idea given what had happened the last time they drank together, but it was a shame to let it go to waste and it wasn't getting drank just lying around his flat. Mac didn't have many friends and he knew that Lenore, at least, would appreciate the Muggle liquor.
He glanced at the address she had left him, smiling as the rudimentary code she had put it in, and noted that he had arrived at her door. Shifting the bottle in his hand, he raised his other one to knock firmly on the door to her flat.
((how much do you love me?))