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closed: there's a first time for everything?
This was it.
A whole month of ramping anxiety and impatient nervousness. Four weeks filled with more strangeness, disorientation, confusion, and, well, magic than he'd ever thought to see in a lifetime. And it all came out to this day that had been looming in the background of every exchange since waking up at St-Mungo's ( Read more... ) -
closed: i guess i'm your new houseguest?
Marlow had left him with instructions on how to reach her place via Floo, and Hestia had been her ever-helpful, gentle self in giving him a crash course on the finer points of navigating the network (”Clear pronunciation-“), so after taking a moment to put a damper on his jitters, any particularly strong instance of which was still liable to make ( Read more... ) -
closed: howling at the moon or something
Patrick remembered walking home from across town. A friend of his, a much more established restauranteur and bar owner than himself, had just opened a new spot near the West End and was launching with an over-the-top opening party that he’d been told he “obviously have to be there, don’t argue with me, Callaghan ( Read more... ) -
open :: early morning at the cauldron
While Patrick didn't usually mind working the peak hours that stretched from early evening to early morning, this particular shift had been a hell of a long one. Two patrons had gotten into a messy, drunken excuse for a fight (an unusual occurrence in a place such as this one - they mostly catered to suits and ties and fashionably lush types, not ( Read more... )
