where: Otto’s place
who: Otto and Edith ( @edithburning )
Otto couldn’t remember how he’d met Edith, or how long they’d been friends. Honestly, if you told him she’d simply... popped up one day, a new friend out of nowhere, he’d believe you.
They were in the gardens just outside his flat block, enjoying the few rare rays of sunshine London had decided to spare them for the day. He’d found a big stick, and was twirling it around like a staff.
“Oi, Eds,” he said, “Watch this.”
He attempted a fancy twisty maneuver, like the kind of stuff he saw in Muggle karate movies. He ended up bonking the side of his head.
“Ow,” he stated, blinking stars from his eyes.











