#p: nard

[graysunelder]

text - rey

Grayson: I forgot to thank you for coming out the other day. Meant a lot to Ira and I.

[graysunelder]

text - reynard

Grayson: I have an idea of where Bishop is.

Grayson: Not exact, and I hope it's accurate, but maybe you and your friends can look into it.

[graysunelder]

text - reynard

Grayson: I just wanted to be honest, it's nothing at all what everyone is making it out to be.

Grayson: Bishop and I are friends is all.

[controlthepower]

not another rainy day | molly & dorcas

Dorcas sighs, staring out her window. It was a rainy day and while normally it relaxed Dorcas, she just feels anxious. It was one of those anxious feelings where she needs to go out and be around someone. She normally tries to push those feelings away, not wanting to be around as many people as possible. She's always scared that if she does something, she'll set off her magic and end up hurting someone. If she's alone, by herself, and something ends up sparking, then it's only herself that she's hurting and she doesn't mind that. But if she hurts someone else... then she doesn't know what she would do. Probably hide away for days. She can hurt herself on accident, but if she hurt someone else? She'd never forgive herself.

Today, Dorcas can't stand being alone. And she needs to be around someone. Her mind wracks through the people she can be around before finally resting on a single person; Molly Weasley. Molly had insinuated herself into Dorcas' life the moment they met each other and at first, Dorcas tried to stay away, scared of hurting Molly with her powers, but slowly grew to enjoy being around Molly. And now she'd never look back. She really does care about Molly and she knows Molly cares about her as well. Standing up, Dorcas eyes her wand, debating whether to just apparate or use muggle transportation to get to Molly's place. She spends a few good minutes, going over the pros and cons, before sighing and picking up her wand.

She swallows the brief inkling of fear, and quickly disapparates from her apartment to the doorstep of Molly and Arthur's house. She takes a moment to look around, taking in calming breathes to keep anything that might go wrong from going wrong, before tucking her wand into her pocket. She pauses, before knocking on the door, biting her bottom lip. She hopes Molly isn't too busy or anything and will have time for her visit.