It's about time I go for a visit anyway...
Tony sat on his couch, his tongue sticking out in concentration as he did the final roll on the joint he was preparing. As he finished he leaned back, holding the joint up to admire it. "I do believe I have achieved the perfect roll," he said to the empty room proudly. He'd been working on that technique for several months now and felt like he'd finally mastered the skill.
A loud rapping on his window broke him out of his reverie and he stood, dropping the joint on the table. It'd been a while since he'd gotten an owl from anyone, a few weeks at least. He kept meaning to write them, Terry, Shannon, heck, he'd even thought about writing to Mike since his visit, but always got distracted before he could finish. He opened the window to let the owl in, letting it get settled on a bookcase before untying the letter. He read it quickly - it wasn't long - but it took his mind a second to comprehend just what it said. "Wait, what?" he asked, re-reading the short missive. Luna. An accident. "Mungo's?" he said to himself, his heart suddenly beating harder. If she was at the hos, there was something really wrong with Luna. What if she's not only at the hos, but in the hos. Blimey, Luna's dying! His eyes widened at the thought and he knew he had to get back to England as quickly as possible. Apparition.
Tony scrambled to throw some clothes and things in an old backpack and grabbed his wand from the table by the door. He scratched out a quick owl to his boss explaining the situation and then wrote one to Terry saying he was on his way. He started to tie them both onto the patient brown owl that was waiting atop his bookcase, but stopped himself from sending Terry's. With luck he'd be at St. Mungo's long before the owl. He sent it off through the still open window and shut it before closing his eyes tightly and imagining the apparition area of St. Mungo's. Concentrating hard, Tony waved his wand and disappeared with a pop, only to reappear at St. Mungo's hospital an instant later. He took a moment to catch his breath before setting out to find Terry.
A loud rapping on his window broke him out of his reverie and he stood, dropping the joint on the table. It'd been a while since he'd gotten an owl from anyone, a few weeks at least. He kept meaning to write them, Terry, Shannon, heck, he'd even thought about writing to Mike since his visit, but always got distracted before he could finish. He opened the window to let the owl in, letting it get settled on a bookcase before untying the letter. He read it quickly - it wasn't long - but it took his mind a second to comprehend just what it said. "Wait, what?" he asked, re-reading the short missive. Luna. An accident. "Mungo's?" he said to himself, his heart suddenly beating harder. If she was at the hos, there was something really wrong with Luna. What if she's not only at the hos, but in the hos. Blimey, Luna's dying! His eyes widened at the thought and he knew he had to get back to England as quickly as possible. Apparition.
Tony scrambled to throw some clothes and things in an old backpack and grabbed his wand from the table by the door. He scratched out a quick owl to his boss explaining the situation and then wrote one to Terry saying he was on his way. He started to tie them both onto the patient brown owl that was waiting atop his bookcase, but stopped himself from sending Terry's. With luck he'd be at St. Mungo's long before the owl. He sent it off through the still open window and shut it before closing his eyes tightly and imagining the apparition area of St. Mungo's. Concentrating hard, Tony waved his wand and disappeared with a pop, only to reappear at St. Mungo's hospital an instant later. He took a moment to catch his breath before setting out to find Terry.