Nash Rumack; Lunar: SSSC; ThatBarWays

[mm_aura]

He wasn't expecting it.

Knowing his luck, he never would have found it.

But when he tried the door this time, it worked. It actually worked.

For a moment, he could only stand in shock. Something fell from his hand and landed with a soft clack against the floor. Observant eyes would be able to see that it was a comb. But after a moment, he bends

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[betterthan_sex]

Sal hasn't really made a habit out of door-watching.

However, hair like that cannot go un-commented-on.

"That 'do natural?" she asks. She's at a table some yards from the bar, one arm on the table, curled around a plate of chocolates, and the other wrapped around the neck of a white Borzoi.

[notmagicweapon]

Nash looks up from his glass and smirks.

"It is my natural hair, though I'm afraid it takes two hours every morning to make it look this good."

He really should see if his talents can help make the process quicker.

[betterthan_sex]

Both of her eyebrows go up.

"Two hours?"

Damn. There are girls she knows who don't take that long in the mornings.

[notmagicweapon]

"I know. It really is a shame that magic hasn't improved enough to make it any faster."

Well, there is Dragonlight Potions, but he's not about to go there and ask Draco of all people for anything to put on his hair. Even Mia agrees sometimes that her husband looks like a greasy weasel with all of that goop.

"But I'm afraid that I can't devote all of my time trying to make my hair look good. There are important matters at home that require my talents."

His chest puffs out a little with pride. Mia has put a lot of faith in him.

[missginnytonic]

Looking up from her home work she sees him walk in.

"Hello?"

[notmagicweapon]

He turns with a smile, then an 'a-ha!' look of recognition.

"I know you," he says. "You're one of Mia's friends. I remember you from the wedding."

And she likely remembers him. He was the one who nearly electrocuted the elder Malfoys.

[missginnytonic]

Ginny nods and smiles and looks at him but can't think of his name.

"Yes I am i remember you didn't you almost zap Draco's parents?"

[notmagicweapon]

"They would have deserved it, too," Nash says with a scoff. "I've never seen anyone speak about Mia like that. And at her own wedding!"

By the Goddess, even he had accepted it at that point. Before that point! Reluctantly, but still.

"Sorry. We haven't really met, have we? My name's Nash."

He takes his comb out again and spins it idly in his fingers.

It's still fast enough to whoosh through the air.