alectocarrcw:
—
Alecto liked routine. She knew exactly where she was meant to be on any given day and how to get to said place with minimal effort; on days where she had nothing planned, she could still figure out the way to get to any given location while avoiding the general public. Today she needed to get to the apothecary, so down the road she went – that was, at least until she came across Rabastan Lestrange. He hardly seemed bothered at all, messing with his nails and being a general nuisance to those around him. Of course. When he spoke to her, Alecto schooled her expression, sure her eye would twitch if she hadn’t.
“You’re in my way. I shouldn’t have to walk around you to get to my destination, so move.”
“Sorry sweetie, but I will be doing no such thing. There is ample room around me to go,” Rabastan motioned to the space around him. “Why should I inconvenience my self for you,” he turned to look back her, a glint of something playful shining in his eyes. He didn’t want to start an argument, but Rabastan was bored and Alecto seemed like a perfect candidate.

















