RP: Fashionably Late
Date: May 11th, 1999
Character(s): Tracey Davis, Millie Bulstrode, Kevin Entwhistle
Location: 40 S Vinewood
Status: Private
Summary: The flatmates get ready to go out.
Completion: Complete
Tracey had been helping set up at the pub and was a bit late getting back from work, but she wasn't too worried about getting to the party at 7:00 on the dot. On the other hand, if they went early and made the rounds, maybe she could get Kevin to agree to go somewhere else afterwards. Utopia held a dear place in her heart, but it was a bit much to spend her free time there, too.
"Hello?" She hoped her flatmates were around. The silly, girly part of her really wanted to get ready with Millie. Put on some music and pick out outfits and have a drink, the sort of things she might have done with a sister or best friend.
Tracey had also decided, for the eleventh time this month, that today was the day she'd tell her flatmates she wasn't a pureblood. It was feeling less and less like a major thing, what with what Kevin had said to her the other night.
Well, maybe she'd tell them after a couple rounds. Later. Now, she needed to figure out what to wear.
Character(s): Tracey Davis, Millie Bulstrode, Kevin Entwhistle
Location: 40 S Vinewood
Status: Private
Summary: The flatmates get ready to go out.
Completion: Complete
Tracey had been helping set up at the pub and was a bit late getting back from work, but she wasn't too worried about getting to the party at 7:00 on the dot. On the other hand, if they went early and made the rounds, maybe she could get Kevin to agree to go somewhere else afterwards. Utopia held a dear place in her heart, but it was a bit much to spend her free time there, too.
"Hello?" She hoped her flatmates were around. The silly, girly part of her really wanted to get ready with Millie. Put on some music and pick out outfits and have a drink, the sort of things she might have done with a sister or best friend.
Tracey had also decided, for the eleventh time this month, that today was the day she'd tell her flatmates she wasn't a pureblood. It was feeling less and less like a major thing, what with what Kevin had said to her the other night.
Well, maybe she'd tell them after a couple rounds. Later. Now, she needed to figure out what to wear.