RP: A Match with My Mates
Date: Saturday, January 28, 1999
Characters: Wayne Hopkins, Roger Davies, Draco Malfoy
Location: Stamford Bridge Stadium, Muggle London
Status: Private
Summary: Wayne, Roger & Draco attend a football match
Completion: Incomplete
After work, Wayne had a sandwich then took a shower. He was excited about attending a match today, especially since he'd be going with a couple of his mates. Well, Roger was a mate and Malfoy was Malfoy, but he was still looking forward to it all. It had been bloody ages since he'd been to a match, so he had to think that these tickets were the best of his Christmas gifts. Not that he'd tell his mum that he preferred football tickets to clothes and other things they'd got him.
He put on his Chelsea t-shirt, though he wore a long sleeve white shirt beneath it because it was cold out today. He hadn't thought about it when he asked Roger, but the match being between Chelsea and Coventry could lend a nice friendly rivalry to it for them. He didn't really have just one team that he liked, since he often watched whatever was on telly and didn't attend many matches, but Chelsea would be his favorite if he had to choose. He just liked the teams usually, even when they lost.
After he fastened his trainers, he went into the sitting room and glared at his textbooks. He didn't feel like opening any of them while he waited, so he just looked at the ceiling and drank a butterbeer. Maybe he should take Angelina's advice and paint some sort of stars and constellations up there or something. The black would make the room too closed in, though. Maybe brightly colored planets instead against a white sky.
Characters: Wayne Hopkins, Roger Davies, Draco Malfoy
Location: Stamford Bridge Stadium, Muggle London
Status: Private
Summary: Wayne, Roger & Draco attend a football match
Completion: Incomplete
After work, Wayne had a sandwich then took a shower. He was excited about attending a match today, especially since he'd be going with a couple of his mates. Well, Roger was a mate and Malfoy was Malfoy, but he was still looking forward to it all. It had been bloody ages since he'd been to a match, so he had to think that these tickets were the best of his Christmas gifts. Not that he'd tell his mum that he preferred football tickets to clothes and other things they'd got him.
He put on his Chelsea t-shirt, though he wore a long sleeve white shirt beneath it because it was cold out today. He hadn't thought about it when he asked Roger, but the match being between Chelsea and Coventry could lend a nice friendly rivalry to it for them. He didn't really have just one team that he liked, since he often watched whatever was on telly and didn't attend many matches, but Chelsea would be his favorite if he had to choose. He just liked the teams usually, even when they lost.
After he fastened his trainers, he went into the sitting room and glared at his textbooks. He didn't feel like opening any of them while he waited, so he just looked at the ceiling and drank a butterbeer. Maybe he should take Angelina's advice and paint some sort of stars and constellations up there or something. The black would make the room too closed in, though. Maybe brightly colored planets instead against a white sky.