#ft. achille

[fcnwick]

his head perked up when he heard the accent.  not that french was exactly unheard of here, but the chance seemed too small to be a coincidence.  and he was right.  with this coffee shop being right next to a quidditch shop, it was a popular place to see stars coming in and out.  a couple even had drinks named after them.  so benjy had seen plenty of fans freak out, and he hated to be one of them, but he also knew his coworkers would kill him if he didn’t at least say hi.  “listen, i absolutely hate to be that guy, but — ”  macmillan better not give him shit next time he needed to call off after he did this for her.  “one of my coworkers is, like, your biggest fan.  d’you think you could sign something for her?”  //  @atelphobiias

[rookswood]

where: a fancy restaurant

“   Will you make me beg   -   or are you going to tell me just how much you’ve missed me,   Achille?   ”   She teases before reaching out to grab the glass of wine before her.   “   You know how I thrive on flattery,   and it's been far too long since I've had any.   ”   Another tease,   though it may hold an inkling of truth.   That much is evident in the pout that tugs at her lips.   Eyes linger on him as she takes a sip.   The pair were fast friends when they met years ago,   and she’s glad for the opportunity to catch up with him now.   “   Tell me   -   how have you been?   ”   

@atelphobiias​