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silverwordsgoldenmind:
“Well I don’t absolutely have to, not like there’s a rule or anything which forces me to bring it up,” he laughed, wondering if he really did mention his dick that much in conversation. “But it is a lot of fun for me when I do. I would suggest that you do it, too, but there are obvious problems with that.”
“Yeah, it wouldn’t really work for me, would it?” Arabella said with a smirk, “I reckon it would just confuse people.”
bristolxcorner:
The smile on Arabella’s face when she spoke of Roxanne had Bristol grinning. She loved seeing love on other people’s faces. “Oh I think she’ll be finding plenty more than just one. Pretty sure the grand majority of the Potter-Weasleys will be here. I mean, I’ve already seen Lucy. Al is here. James is working, unfortunately, but that means he’ll be around once we get to the Gargoyle. Though I’m also sure she’ll get either fed up or tired of them soon enough and will come looking for you again.”
“Ah, yes. That makes sense. Those Weasleys and Potters. They’re a bit like a hive, aren’t they? Always buzzing around, lost without each other,” Arabella said with a smile. It wasn’t a criticism. As someone who had been forced to leave her own unsupportive family behind, she had always respect families that actually loved each other for who they were. She wouldn’t go so far to say she was jealous of that kind of familial relationship, but she definitely admired it. “But if she’s gone too long I might just have to go looking and steal her away.”
silverwordsgoldenmind:
“It’s been a decent night so far, the whiskey helps,” he shrugged. “But once Avalon gets here then I imagine that things will go shooting straight up. Not just metaphorically.”
Arabella chuckled and rolled her eyes. “Hannifan, I have to wonder if you mention your penis in every conversation,” she said, shaking her head in amusement, “Something about your personality just screams that it’s a common topic of yours.”
silverwordsgoldenmind:
“I’m really only concerned with remembering the truly good parts, everything else is unnecessary,” he answered. “I can tell you right now that most of this night is going to be a blur tomorrow morning.”
“So it’s not a good night, then?” Arabella asked, amused, “Because you certainly seem smiley. But perhaps that’s just the whiskey.”
bristolxcorner:
“Oh absolutely. Honestly there should be a party or an event like this at least once a month. Just to have a break from it all.” It gave everyone a chance to just relax nd spend some time having fun with those they cared about. And drinking and dancing and just having an overall good time seemed to hold her anxiety at bay for quite a while, which was a true blessing. “Is Roxanne here?” Bristol knew Arabella mostly through her friendship with Roxanne. Unfortunately the blonde hadn’t seen the Weasley in quite some time and wondered if Arabella had.
“I couldn’t agree more,” Arabella replied. The break from the stress of suddenly being forced into adulthood at sixteen was most welcome. Bristol had the luck of being of age when Hogwarts shut down, but unfortunately the younger witch didn’t have that luxury. “Yes, she is,” Arabella answered, immediately feeling her smile grow fond at the mention of Roxanne, “We were hanging out together earlier, but I think she ran off to find one of her many relatives.”
brigidbaird:
“It’s sort of odd too! I have a high tolerance for alcohol –– my friends used to call me the a pint-sized punch, because I’m more than swell for the majority of the night and then one drink will tip me over.” She shrugged as if to say, what can you do? “If you don’t mind a ramble-y, socially awkward redhead talking to you because she knows literally no one else here, mind if I buy you that next beer?”
Arabella's grin widened, and she shook her head. “I wouldn’t mind at all. Free alcohol is one of the many ways to my heart,” she joked, although there was some truth in the statement. Treating her to things wasn’t a terrible way to get on Arabella’s good side.
silverwordsgoldenmind:
“If we‘re being quite honest, beer is what you drink if you’re planning on remembering everything that’s gonna happen tonight,” Rion laughed as he nursed his whiskey, enjoying the night immensely so far. “But it is definitely a good idea to find a decent beer.”
“Maybe I do want to remember the evening,” Arabella pointed out, taking another sip of her beer between sentences, “No use in having a good time if you can’t recall it later, right?”
brigidbaird:
“It’s an odd concept though,” Brigid started. “If someone did the same thing but for another situation where they’re… I don’t know, eating and then throwing up because they’re full and then eating some more it’d be a lot different and people would condemn it and it wouldn’t be so brushed off. I guess what I’m saying is… I’m drunk.”
Arabella laughed, a full-fledged, hearty laugh. “You don’t say,” she replied cheekily, finding the other girl’s rambling endearing, “I’m not quite to that level yet, but if I decide to get another beer... Who knows?”
bristolxcorner:
“Course you do, everyone loves a good dance! It’s the bad dances you’ve gotta watch out for.” Bristol grinned as she began jamming to the music, fully aware she probably looked absolutely ridiculous and not caring one bit. “You having fun?”
Arabella followed Bristol’s lead, dancing in what was probably a ridiculous looking way. But she’d never had much shame, anyway. “Loads of fun,” she replied, “I think this is something everyone needed, you know? We can all let loose for the night.”
stubbornasrox:
She felt a little bit overwhelmed during the pubcrawl–the last time she’d been around this much alcohol, she’d acting very differently than she was used to. Roxanne stuck close to the other girl and shook her head. “How have you not gotten caught yet?”
“Because I’m a cute girl in the midst of a bunch of drunken idiots,” Arabella replied, linking her arm with Roxanne’s, “You should try it. If it works for me it’d obviously work for you.” She winked, grinning widely.
brigidbaird:
“Oh, how the mighty fall…” Brigid said, wincing. She was referring, of course, to the man who’d quickly excused himself to empty his stomach right outside the bar. Considering he’d spent a good half hour boasting his iron-gut from all the way across the room, Brigid chose to see her pleasure at his downfall as appropriate and not-at-all petty. She turned to the person next to her, a stranger, by all means. “How much do you bet he’ll back in here like nothing happened?”
“I’d say it’s a certainty. He’ll probably go back right to drinking,” Arabella said with a shake of her head, “Not that I can really judge him. Pretty sure I’ve done that once or twice.”
“I’ve never been much of a beer person, but it felt like what you’re meant to order on a pub crawl, right?” Arabella commented, taking a sip of her Wizard’s Brew, “And the beers the barkeeps have recommended have actually tasted decent.” She was only a few pubs in and was already feeling the buzz, but the good kind of buzz. Both because of the alcohol and because she’d been able to enjoy her night so far without being carded.
bristolxcorner:
“Dance with me!” She grinned as she grabbed someone’s hand, pulling them towards her. “Standing around drinking is only so much fun. Dancing’s when the real fun happens.”
“Oh, right, sure,” Arabella answered, barely having time to put down her drink before she was being dragged towards Bristol, “I love a good dance.” She had been having a great load of fun, especially because no one had noticed that she was underage yet. She’d been served drinks at every pub so far without any problem. That was a definite win in her mind.
laurel-dursley:
“That’s not what I said, though I can see why you would make that assuption,” Laurel corrected, “I do like it, it’s just not my favorite. So I only tend to eat it on rare occasions. My go-to dessert tends to be cake. “
“Well I can’t fault you for liking cake,” Arabella replied, “I might prefer it over ice cream now, after this whole incident.”
Incorrect DD Quotes
Arabella: I'm straight.
Serena: Hey.
Arabella: So it turns out, I'm not straight.
stubbornasrox:
She smiled when Arabella grabbed her fingers, her own eyes gazing down at their hands. It had been so long that she had wanted to hold hands with her–not as friends, not for safety, but because she could. Roxanne intertwined their fingers before standing up and pulling the other girl up with her. “I have a few ideas,” she said with a smile. “But I feel like exploring a little. Find somewhere away from the crazy busy streets.”
A grin spread across Arabella’s face, and she nodded. “Well, you know I love a good adventure,” she replied with a wink as she rose to her feet. It could never be said that Arabella didn’t live up to her full Gryffindor potential. “And getting lost with you sounds like an excellent way to spend the day.” She squeezed gently at their intertwined features, the smile still glued to her lips as she leaned up and pressed them briefly against Roxanne’s. It was a quick kiss—barely a peck—but thrilling in it’s spontaneity. Just the idea that she could kiss Roxanne was exciting all by itself. “Lead the way,” she murmured, pulling back her head to look into the other girl’s eyes once more.
