Flat-warming Party?
The Cleaning Wizards did a good job ridding the place of any...stains that might still be there. It's hard living here knowing that this is where Riley lived, and, more importantly, this is where she died. When I come home from work and it's an empty flat, an empty bed...I dunno. I may have to move, but I can't be a burden on Molls any longer, and now that Gid has Em, I probably won't be as welcome to stay the night. Not that I think that they're...well. Whatever.
Well, mates, I'm back in my flat. Don't hesitate to come round to visit, I'll be happy to see any of you at any time of the day.
Dorcas, my dear, bring Kingsley this weekend; we'll have a tea party. Or, you know, not. But I want to see you two. It's been a while.
On an unrelated matter, does anyone want to send some food? All that was here has gone bad, and I don't feel like shelling out the galleons to buy more food when I have such generous friends, right?