RODOLPHUS LESTRANGE // @atrodolphus
“Well well, of all the gin joints in all the world.” She stands behind him with a bright smile on her face, one that he might just find annoying. That doesn’t make her want to hide it. Rodolphus Lestrange is a lot of things Olivia is not, and she’s alright with that but never once has she succumbed to his serious and brooding behavior. She comes to him with drink in hand (only fair, she does own the place) and a good attitude. “Come to check up on your investment?” She didn’t like him much at first, the hard shell he came in was hard for her to look past. Now days though the word friends seems like it could apply. Of course its not exactly easy to say it, not when she’s getting breakfast with Alice in a few hours and she knows she’ll have to avoid mention of him. Of course she’ll avoid mention of the detective tonight too. And of politics, and of Sirius and Marlene, and of how good he looks in that suit. Time with Rodolphus has become an avoidance game for Olivia, one misstep and her brightly colored heels won’t save her from the landmine. Nothing will.















