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WHEN: Tuesday, 9 March, 1980; early evening WHERE: Gino’s, London WHO: A.J. Runcorn & Frank Longbottom ( @franklongbooty )
“I’m shocked to see you out and socializing on a Tuesday evening.”
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WHEN: Tuesday, 9 March, 1980; early evening WHERE: Gino’s, London WHO: A.J. Runcorn & Frank Longbottom ( @franklongbooty )
“I’m shocked to see you out and socializing on a Tuesday evening.”
When: 23 February 1980 Where: SCAAR Fundraiser Who: Florence Scamander & @franklongbooty
“Frank, it’s good to see you again.” She smiled softly at the other. “Hopefully, we don’t have any spontaneous lists that catch fire this time.”
“You had to have left it around here somewhere, hmm?”
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WHEN: Monday, 21 March, 1980; afternoon WHERE: Dragon’s Den Deli, Puddlemere WHO: A.J. Runcorn & Frank Longbottom ( @franklongbooty )
A.J.’s eyes widened as they read the menu, thankful a couple of other customers stood ahead of them. It gave them enough time to recover from the fact they read the words “Sperm Cannon Special.” A.J. grimaced.
“I hate that I’m tempted to try it.”
WHEN: Thursday, 10 June, 1980; around noon WHERE: Fleamarket, Cardiff WHO: A.J. Runcorn & Frank Longbottom ( @franklongbooty )
There was only one word that could accurately describe A.J.’s mental state in the day’s following the night he ended up on Cleo’s couch: anxiety. The logical part of A.J. assumed it was only a matter of time until smuggling caught up with him, given he took advance of odd jobs for the past couple of years. But he could not merely satisfy himself with logic, nor the assumption that if he had yet to be caught, perhaps he was truly lucky that night. Instead, his mind continued spiraling, distrusting anyone who paid him more than a passing glance. When his eyes landed on Frank Longbottom, he felt torn. An old friend, yes, but someone who worked for the DMLE none the less. He nodded, deciding to keep his temperament easy.
“Don’t tell me you’re also here shopping for Victorian era lampshades.”
When: 05/02/1981 Where: Ministry; Auror Break Room; I hope there’s donuts. Who: Betty Huxley & Frank Longbottom
“I honestly think I preferred being a waitress to desk duty,” Betty said to Frank over a cup of coffee.
When: 15 October 1980 Where: Auror Offices Who: Betty Huxley & @franklongbooty
“Franklinjamin, do you reckon they’re going to fast track us through our final year cos of you know—” She waved her hand in the air to elude to the current crisis at hand.
TEXT -- FRANK
(TEXT): are you and sammy free this weekend?