a drink on me

[Everett Morgan]

Everett didn't like the busy life in the day hours of London -- that's why he stalled time at work buried floors below when no one could bother him and he had the comfort of enjoying his alone time. He didn't like company or making close friends. Close friends meant feelings and emotions and he couldn't afford any of that right now. Especially if he didn't want anyone to get hurt. Tonight he chooses to waste his time watching a quidditch game in some pub downtown as it's darker and easier for him to go unnoticed then if he were at a restaurant or something.

The pub reminds him of something his dad took him to once. It's got a low atmosphere that draws people in and nobody really bothers anyone 'less they knew 'em unlike those clubs that adults his age went to. Clubs. Ahah that wasn't for him mate!!

Everett occupies a lone corner tonight in a black leather booth toward the back. He liked this area because it meant people had to purposefully walk further back here looking for a seat and it was rare that anyone did. He also liked that a few feet away hung a tv plastered to the wall retouching tonight's quidditch match that he missed due to work. That was one thing that could draw him from his studies -- Everett loved quidditch!! He drinks at a cold beer - expertly avoiding the foam at the top of the glass taking a long swig from it. His eyes remained glued over head -- not aware of his surroundings.

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[Sesshy Wood]

It was already dark when she had left St. Mungo's. Nowadays, Sesshy had been spending a lot of time at work instead of home. Her life day in and out was spent working non stop. Maybe this is what it's like not to have a life. Sesshy dedicated most of it to healing her patients and making up the time she had been missing last year for recovery. After getting over the guilt and many therapy sessions, she felt a little better each day. However, she was still hesitant with actually living her life and trying to piece her life back. But sometimes it was just better to let go and move ahead.

So this evening it was decided that she would go to The Red Star Lounge for some beers and to capture the quidditch game she missed earlier. She used to do this all the time with Corbett and other friends and it was a favorite past time. Besides, she really needed to loosen up and enjoy the busy atmosphere. Entering inside the bar, she weaved her way to the bar and ordered a beer which didn't take long for her to get served. There were plenty of seats available, but the best were near the television itself towards the dark corner.

Sesshy moved on over with her drink, expecting to the take up a corner to herself, but it seems like someone had beat her to it. She smiled at the man briefly and walked to a couple tables over. He must be a quidditch fan too. Well it wouldn't be bothersome to occupy a table instead, but it would be less comfortable considering she had been on her feet all day. Taking a seat, she glanced up just in time to see the opposing team hit a bludger at one of the other players. "Damn that guy means business." She smiled with piqued interest.