RP: Stocking Up

[rar_lisa]

Date: 13 August 1999
Characters: Lisa Turpin, Tracey Davis
Location: London
Status: Private
Summary: Lisa and Tracey go shopping for swimwear.
Completion: Incomplete

Comments

[rar_tracey]

Tracey looked up and down the street, wondering what they should do. She'd decided this morning to go with the flow, not worry about looking to comfortable with Muggle London. Lisa was definitely not the sort to care either way. She might even be the sort of friend she could be open with. Either way, she was determined to have fun and shop, sans drama.

"Where was that about?" she asked, "because there's this one place I know has swimsuits. It's down Charing, and down the cross street by the Leicester station."

[rar_lisa]

Lisa thought for a minute, looking up and down the street. She'd really just wandered around a lot that time, but she was pretty sure it was left. She pointed. "Down that way, I think." Then she laughed. "Which I think is pretty much opposite the way you're talking. We should definitely try your way."

[rar_tracey]

Tracey laughed and pointed the other way, "Yeah, it's down there. It's a great shop, and they have amazing sales. Swim stuff might be marked down, since the summer's half over."

They headed off in that direction, in no particular rush. Lisa had mentioned spending time with Terry the other night at Utopia, so Tracey figured that was as good a place as any to start the girl talk.

"So how's Terry? Things good with you two?"

[rar_lisa]

"Sales would definitely be good," Lisa said, nodding. She had a bit of money saved up, but she'd hate to spend it all on some silly swimsuit that she would only be able to wear a few more times this summer. "I've never actually bought one for myself, so I'm sure my jaw will be hanging open a bit at how much so little cloth could possibly cost."

Then Tracey asked about Terry, and that stupid grin flashed across her face again. "Yeah, things are good. We...got things worked out." She glanced over at the other girl as they walked. "Couldn't make myself give up on him, I guess."

[rar_tracey]

Tracey grinned and looked around for a mirror, holding up the navy suit Lisa had found. Nice. Sort of, sailor thing going on.

"I always figured if I'd been in Ravenclaw I could focus on coursework," she said tucking the blue one over her arm and rifling through the rack another time. "Instead of all the nonsense going on in my house."

She sighed and tried not to get melancholy. "What about you? Did you like Ravenclaw?"

[rar_lisa]

Hmm, perhaps not so much of an advantage, then. "There was definitely that. Reading, revision, more reading, more revision. And Quidditch, of course." She rolled her eyes a little at that.

Lisa laughed. "Did I like it? I am it. I'm pretty sure the Sorting Hat could have picked me out from across the room."

Her arm was starting to ache from the swimsuits she'd piled across it, but she pulled one last one from the rack, holding it up in front of her. "What about this one? Do you think I could pull off brown? Or is it too...much?"

[rar_tracey]

Tracey forced a laugh, but was painfully envious of Lisa. Know she belonged in the house she'd been sorted into...that certainty would have been nice to have.

She shook her head at the brown. "I don't know, I really only like it on brunettes." A sea-green one caught her eye and she held it up. "Cute! All retro and adorable, look."

[rar_lisa]

Lisa made a face. "Ew, no polka dots for me, thanks. Green always looks good on gingers, though. You should try it."

Reaching the end of the last rack, she looked down at the stack on her arm and sighed a bit. "Off to the changing rooms for me, I think. You have enough to try?"