RP: Day Off in Diagon Alley
Date: Thursday, September 19, 1999
Characters: Wayne Hopkins, Angelina Johnson, Anyone Else
Location: Snell's Food Shop
Status: Public
Summary: Wayne goes shopping
Completion: Complete
It seemed that 'day off' generally meant 'running errands and getting things done'. Wayne didn't really mind, since he wasn't very good at just taking time off and not doing anything these days. He had gone running that morning, since the weather was brilliant, and he'd made a batch of biscuits that he'd owled to Verity because he thought she might need them. He'd heard about what happened to Weasley's shop, and he knew that she'd have to be dealing with a lot right now, not just the loss of a job but everything that came with something like a fire.
There wasn't much he could do to help, but maybe biscuits would be something. Had considered sending some to Weasley, too, but he didn't think that'd be the best idea. While he had met George a few times since the war and thought he was smashing, Wayne couldn't really imagine what he must be going through right now. Somehow, the thought of sending biscuits just didn't feel right. Course, maybe that meant he shouldn't have sent them to Verity, either.
He frowned as he left the Leaky Cauldron before he shrugged. Making her biscuits had let him feel like he was doing something to help a friend who was hurting, so maybe that's what was important. He should probably make some for Angelina, too, since she had lived above the shop for months and was so close to George and Lee.
Maybe he'd do another batch when he got home.
He snorted when he realized how buggered his thoughts were right now. Maybe this and maybe that. Was probably a good thing that he wasn't working tonight if that kept up or he'd end up not knowing if he should beef in the stew or maybe pork. He rolled his eyes at himself and started walking towards Snell's Food Shop. He wanted to buy some good meat, and he liked the butcher at Snell's more than the prepackaged stuff that McDonald's usually sold.
When he passed by the joke shop, he noticed a few people standing around staring at the burned building. He watched the people curiously before they continued on their way then looked at the shop. Those poor blokes and Verity. It was a bloody awful mess, and the air still smelled like smoke or burned wood or whatever it was that made the smell linger for bloody ages. He felt slightly nauseous as he imagined what it had looked like on the night of the fire, looking away so he'd stop seeing flames in his mind. Bloody fuck but he hated fire.
Lamb or pork for dinner tonight. Maybe. He focused on meal ideas as he walked past the shop and continued towards the market.
Characters: Wayne Hopkins, Angelina Johnson, Anyone Else
Location: Snell's Food Shop
Status: Public
Summary: Wayne goes shopping
Completion: Complete
It seemed that 'day off' generally meant 'running errands and getting things done'. Wayne didn't really mind, since he wasn't very good at just taking time off and not doing anything these days. He had gone running that morning, since the weather was brilliant, and he'd made a batch of biscuits that he'd owled to Verity because he thought she might need them. He'd heard about what happened to Weasley's shop, and he knew that she'd have to be dealing with a lot right now, not just the loss of a job but everything that came with something like a fire.
There wasn't much he could do to help, but maybe biscuits would be something. Had considered sending some to Weasley, too, but he didn't think that'd be the best idea. While he had met George a few times since the war and thought he was smashing, Wayne couldn't really imagine what he must be going through right now. Somehow, the thought of sending biscuits just didn't feel right. Course, maybe that meant he shouldn't have sent them to Verity, either.
He frowned as he left the Leaky Cauldron before he shrugged. Making her biscuits had let him feel like he was doing something to help a friend who was hurting, so maybe that's what was important. He should probably make some for Angelina, too, since she had lived above the shop for months and was so close to George and Lee.
Maybe he'd do another batch when he got home.
He snorted when he realized how buggered his thoughts were right now. Maybe this and maybe that. Was probably a good thing that he wasn't working tonight if that kept up or he'd end up not knowing if he should beef in the stew or maybe pork. He rolled his eyes at himself and started walking towards Snell's Food Shop. He wanted to buy some good meat, and he liked the butcher at Snell's more than the prepackaged stuff that McDonald's usually sold.
When he passed by the joke shop, he noticed a few people standing around staring at the burned building. He watched the people curiously before they continued on their way then looked at the shop. Those poor blokes and Verity. It was a bloody awful mess, and the air still smelled like smoke or burned wood or whatever it was that made the smell linger for bloody ages. He felt slightly nauseous as he imagined what it had looked like on the night of the fire, looking away so he'd stop seeing flames in his mind. Bloody fuck but he hated fire.
Lamb or pork for dinner tonight. Maybe. He focused on meal ideas as he walked past the shop and continued towards the market.