Bradley
There was a little pub Zacharias knew a bit too well. He wasn't sure who had found it originally, his brother, his cousin, or himself. Either way, the Drunken Monkey Pub was local and meant Zacharias didn't have to try not to splinch himself by Apparating home at the end of the night. Plus, it was full of Muggle townies; those girls were always so easy to con.
When he walked in, Zacharias headed straight for the bar. Maybe he'd wanted firewhiskey, but he'd settle for regular whiskey in a pinch. Since the place was relatively dead, he got his drink fairly quickly and grabbed a table near the center of the room where things were always more interesting.
He downed half of the drink in one go and waited for his cousin.
When he walked in, Zacharias headed straight for the bar. Maybe he'd wanted firewhiskey, but he'd settle for regular whiskey in a pinch. Since the place was relatively dead, he got his drink fairly quickly and grabbed a table near the center of the room where things were always more interesting.
He downed half of the drink in one go and waited for his cousin.