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Originally Posted by Charely Potter
How long was Curtis waiting? Don't ask him, he wasn't counting the minutes. Just the coins in the fountain below the mermaid. Muggles coins, of course. He had no need to fish for them though, especially when a fuzzy reflection on the water approached his own reflection. He smirked. A special smirky-smirk before he turned to return her the same kiss and a little squeeze too, cause why not. "All those weeks cleaning up after you paid off, you like?" Cause why not flex, just as his big brother Toby told him. Badger Boooom. It was a fine bet for him to lose.
"So, how was your day?" Curtis asked. He was totally stalling, but also curious on how her day was going. Sadie had mentioned something about errands earlier when he was half-snoozing on the couch with Pew Pew. That or he was dreaming. But dreams came true more often than not in his world. She was already committed to the kiss or else she would have rolled her eyes and had some sort of little quip at him about that smirk of his. She wasn't convinced that he wasn't doing it on purpose because he knew that it could rile her up. Today she was feeling too light on her toes, floating like a butterfly, to fall for all the usual plays. At least not until the next heavy burden that would be her first year workload at St. Mungo's and then she would be searching for any excuse for some instant stress relief. "Mmmm, I know that that is not how it works but I will gladly take the credit anyway," she hummed while slipping her hand into his.
"Productive thus far. Got everything finally sorted with the registrar so I can cross all my T's and put all the right bows on my CV," she explained to him while congratulating herself as she pulled out a little envelope from her shoulder bag. "Mind if we swing by the Leaky on our way so I can drop this off?" She was asking, but it wasn't really an option not to.
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