That's what friends are for (closed to George - And ANNIE! [arrival!])

[chosethem]

Really, Mitchell wasn't that surprised that Hermione had a boyfriend. She was Hermione (and didn't she marry Ron? He couldn't remember). But after exchanging messages, he headed to the Black Sheep, he ordered shots and beer, settling into a booth. Poor George. He had shite luck with women (except Nina of course. Whom Mitchell wouldn't bring up).

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[needmoretea]

It was a little odd hearing that she was missed, considering Annie had seen Mitchell mere hours before and George not even minutes before; still, she was hardly going to complain, and was hugely glad to see them here.

At George's instruction, she went over to the desk and gave a friendly smile to the young man sitting there. "Hi. Sorry if this sounds completely mental, but is there any chance you've got a room for an Annie Sawyer?"

"Let me see," he replied, consulting his computer. "Annie... yeah, right here. 235." Reaching under the desk, he produced a key and a smile. "Is there anything else I can help with?"

Surprised, Annie accepted the key. "No... thanks," she belatedly said, going back over to her friends. This was real, wasn't it? Maybe not the famous people, but they were here and it was real. "He says I'm in 235," she told Mitchell and George.

[chosethem]

There was a moment's pause as Mitchell put it together then he laughed aloud again. "That's our room!" Had it expanded again?!

[timeothemonth]

"We'll, that's a relief." George said with a grin. "We wouldn't want you haunting other people in the hotel now would we?" A tease. George's face showed just how thrilled he was that Annie shared a room with them.

"Let's go. It's this way." To the stairs and not the lifts.

[needmoretea]

Annie grinned, feeling the relief George mentioned. It would be both easier for her to adjust to this place, and keep an eye on her friends, if she was in with them instead of in her own room.

"I've only haunted someone who deserved it," she protested, teasing right back. "Though, in a place this size, I'm sure there's someone else who's got it coming..." It really was a massive building, and much fancier than what she was typically used to. Or, had been used to, when she'd had reason to stay in a hotel, but that'd been awhile.

She gladly fell into step as they headed toward the stairs, curious as to what their room was like. And if it needed a kettle; they hadn't actually said when she asked.

[chosethem]

Mitchell opened the door with a little bit of trepidation. What would have changed?

The common room seemed the same at least. He led the way to the hallway.

[timeothemonth]

Things still looked the same. George followed after Annie and Mitchell and after he caught Mitchell's gaze, he pointed down the hallway.

"We - we - really should check in - in there," he said. "When I got here, MiTchell said my room just - just - it showed up. I would guess we'll find your room there now, Annie."

[needmoretea]

Annie gave George a weird look. "Rooms just appearing out of nowhere?" That sounded ridiculous.

Then again, the three of them had apparently been brought to some random place in the blink of an eye... a week apart each... yet not going missing at home. Apparently, the definition of "normal" that she and her friends had been living with wasn't odd enough to whoever was in charge of this whole thing.

Gesturing at the corridor, she said to them both, "Lead the way." After all, she had no idea which room was which yet, and they did.

[chosethem]

True to form there was another door in the hallway. Mitchell exchanged a look with George and he reached for Annie's hand with a smile. "There should be some things of yours in here, I think."

[timeothemonth]

George gave Mitchell then Annie a smile right before he turned the knob to open the door. He grinned wider when something very familiar greeted them inside the room. "Look, Annie."

[needmoretea]

Annie glanced between them, uncertain what they were on about but not worried, since they both seemed to think that whatever awaited her in that room was a good thing.

She held onto Mitchell's hand as she crept in, although she was quickly broke into a grin. "My chair!" she exclaimed, letting go of Mitchell then so she could run over and take a bit of a bounce on it. It was definitely her chair, not an identical one. By this point, she wasn't even tempted to ask how that had happened. Or, how her tea things and art bin were nearby

[chosethem]

"Can't explain it really," Mitchell said with a shrug, smiling as he watched her face. "I had things here, and George did, too."

[timeothemonth]

George approached Annie, peering at the picture and put an arm around her shoulder, squeezing. "It's just how things work around here," he said by way of explanation. "But you're here now." That's what mattered.

[needmoretea]

"I don't know how it's possible, but none of this seems possible. At least it's good, yeah?"

With everything going on at home lately, something good happening was always a win. Even something beyond weird, like this.

[chosethem]

"Of course it's good!" Mitchell all but cried, arms wide. "We're together!" And only good could come from that.

[timeothemonth]

And George, as most time with Mitchell, agreed.

[ooc: fade us or fade, maybe? :D]

[needmoretea]

Mitchell was right, of course. "We're together," Annie repeated, smiling at them both. Hanging the photo back up, she then linked elbows with her friends and faced the door. "Now, who wants some tea?"

((OOC: works for me :)))