In a cafe just a little down the stairs
Name(s): Joy and Aerith Gainsborough
Location: Three Broomsticks
Week: 50
Time: Early afternoon on monday
Rating: PG
With a quick message of her disappearing for the day, she snapped the journal shut and stuffed it into her bag, preparing for a day out. Catching the train that lead to Hogsmeade rather quickly, but sadly, she didn’t know her way around at all. She had never been to a British pub before so she didn’t know what it looked like and she wasn’t used to cold weather so the thin cloak she wore made it even less appealing to be outside much longer. Out of instinct, Joy entered the closest building from the train and asked if they could tell her where Three Broomsticks was only to be discouraged when her response was laughter.
It didn’t occur to her for a second that she was already in the Three Broomsticks.
After that ordeal was pointed out by a kindly old witch, Joy just sat herself down right in front of the bar. “Give me an empty wine glass and a bottle of Merlot,” She told the barkeep, taking off her sand coloured cloak to toss it onto the stool beside her along with her purse and let out a long sigh of relief. This was what she missed, lounging about while other people tended to her needs. Sure, it wasn’t half a dozen young men giving her a back massage and fanning her with palm leaves but, having a bartender deliver her a glass of wine was something Joy was more than willing to settle for.
Location: Three Broomsticks
Week: 50
Time: Early afternoon on monday
Rating: PG
With a quick message of her disappearing for the day, she snapped the journal shut and stuffed it into her bag, preparing for a day out. Catching the train that lead to Hogsmeade rather quickly, but sadly, she didn’t know her way around at all. She had never been to a British pub before so she didn’t know what it looked like and she wasn’t used to cold weather so the thin cloak she wore made it even less appealing to be outside much longer. Out of instinct, Joy entered the closest building from the train and asked if they could tell her where Three Broomsticks was only to be discouraged when her response was laughter.
It didn’t occur to her for a second that she was already in the Three Broomsticks.
After that ordeal was pointed out by a kindly old witch, Joy just sat herself down right in front of the bar. “Give me an empty wine glass and a bottle of Merlot,” She told the barkeep, taking off her sand coloured cloak to toss it onto the stool beside her along with her purse and let out a long sigh of relief. This was what she missed, lounging about while other people tended to her needs. Sure, it wasn’t half a dozen young men giving her a back massage and fanning her with palm leaves but, having a bartender deliver her a glass of wine was something Joy was more than willing to settle for.