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Week Name / Date / Time: 'Trick or Treat' / Thursday, November 3rd / 12 p.m.
Location: Fortescue's, Outdoor dining area
Open to: Jason
Currently Involving: Evey
Evey had clocked out at exactly 11:54 a.m. and darted across the alley to grab a sandwich from a street vendor, nabbed a root beer float from one of her lucky coworkers, then came to a screeching halt in one of her favorite chairs out on the terrace. She unwrapped her sandwich and dug in, prepared to make the most of her hour lunch break. She loved Thursdays -- they were the longest workdays, but that meant an extra long break! Woo!
Her eyes wandered as she chewed, observing the others that were seated around her, and wondering when Jason would finally stop drooling over his potions and join her. Knowing him, he'd be at least a quarter-hour late! Git.
As her gaze wandered over a Daily Prophet, she paused and reached for her float-- nearly knocking it over in the process.
Hogwarts Divination Professor Being Tried For Murder!?!?
Evey's mouth fell open wide, her eyes fixated on the paper. She reached over, nicked it (not really caring that someone was sitting there!), and instantly began scanning the article for details. She always knew that Trelawney was a loon, but-- Oh... Wow.
Location: Fortescue's, Outdoor dining area
Open to: Jason
Currently Involving: Evey
Evey had clocked out at exactly 11:54 a.m. and darted across the alley to grab a sandwich from a street vendor, nabbed a root beer float from one of her lucky coworkers, then came to a screeching halt in one of her favorite chairs out on the terrace. She unwrapped her sandwich and dug in, prepared to make the most of her hour lunch break. She loved Thursdays -- they were the longest workdays, but that meant an extra long break! Woo!
Her eyes wandered as she chewed, observing the others that were seated around her, and wondering when Jason would finally stop drooling over his potions and join her. Knowing him, he'd be at least a quarter-hour late! Git.
As her gaze wandered over a Daily Prophet, she paused and reached for her float-- nearly knocking it over in the process.
Hogwarts Divination Professor Being Tried For Murder!?!?
Evey's mouth fell open wide, her eyes fixated on the paper. She reached over, nicked it (not really caring that someone was sitting there!), and instantly began scanning the article for details. She always knew that Trelawney was a loon, but-- Oh... Wow.