Feeding The Peace

close your eyes and fall asleep, pray to god for no bad dreams

Helley had sent an owl to Totty asking to catch up. She was a busy woman and half of that was due to Helley and her inability to express herself in healthy, non-destructive ways, but why both with all the flouncy, namby-pamby ways when you had magic to fix things? Helley knew that her life choices were a bit out there, but she also knew there was no one else out there like her. She was spectacular.

Helley was taking Totty out for lunch, it was the least he could do after Totty had gotten her home repaired and all those muggles minds wiped. Helley had had one hell of a day that day so it was only fair that she spoilt Totty with some good ol' pub grub. She walked into the pub and grabbed a couple of menus and ordered herself a drink, whipped out her beautifully distracting mobile phone and took a seat, checking the time. She quite liked muggle technology. It was fascinating to see how they got on without magic. Helley slipped her phone away into her pocket and sipped on her coke, watching the other people chatting, drinking, and having their lunch.

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