Aaron's Flat

[Holly Palmers]

*lets the bird in, in case it was urgent, in case it was for her*

*it was. sets the note aflame*

I have to go.

*apparates out, giving him a very "i told you so" look*

[Aaron Tayllore]

*flashes back a 'i can handle it look'*

*collapses in a heap*

*wonders if things will take a turn for the better*

[Holly Palmers]

*pops right into the middle of the room, taking her usually huge jump to the conclusion she is now beyond knocking*

*is carrying a large, still hot and covered in odd shiny muggle paper casserole dish*

Aaron!

[Aaron Tayllore]

*pops up in a sleeping bag concealed behind a gigantic stack of books in the corner*

*jumps up and smiles, wearing a pair of festive plaid pajama bottoms Christopher lent him and not much else*

Hi Holly!

*eyes the dish*

Been to your parents house?

[Holly Palmers]

*chirpy*

Ahhh, yea, and after telling me off until the flobberworms danced, they made me all this food because they thought I wasn't eating enough. Thought you might appreciate a good meal.

Oh, and I see furniture is still high on your list of necessities.

[Aaron Tayllore]

*laughs and walks over to snatch the dish thing from her to give her a collasal hug*

Don't be rediculous! Furniture, I tell you....

*holds her at arms length and adds*

But I'm not sure I'll get over the thought of you and Sebastian behind bars. Tell me they didn't give him any alcohol, tell me, I have to know!

[Holly Palmers]

*entertained*

Aha. You've heard. No, we didn't get such luxuries. But it was horrible, mostly because it was so unjust. Stupid Ministry. I think I agree with you on that note, now.

[Aaron Tayllore]

*a look of triumph flashes across his face*

Hmmm... so why were you in there? And, also, who did it Miss. Innocent?

*goes over to the "table" and peeks into the dish and scrunches up his nose*

What is this?

[Holly Palmers]

Well, I didn't! Sebastian claims he didn't trash the candle shop either, but he did have the key.

*points, remembering*

Tuna something....uh, surprise.

[Aaron Tayllore]

*eyes crinkle in confusion*

How'd you get out? Ahhh, no don't answer.

*doesn't really want to know*

So are you really going to make me eat this or what? I mean I kinda wanna live but it's up to you...

[Holly Palmers]

*beams, pulling out two forks from what seems like nowhere*

We'll suffer together then.

*takes a seat in one of the book chairs, recognizing some of her old school titles*

Now I have, *pulls off the foil* a criminal record.

[Aaron Tayllore]

*sits down with her and grabs a fork*

*takes a bite*

*swallows*

*thinks*

That doesn't completely suck....

*takes another bite before collapseing on the table*

I'm bored.

[Holly Palmers]

Well, I guess that after being arrested simply spending time with you is boring as well, or worse, a chore.

*flashes a smile*

Where is Christopher these days? Wasn't he going for a job as a journalist?

[Aaron Tayllore]

Oh be quiet Holly you know I could never be bored being with you. It's just more of a general bordom.

*tries to beat her to the flashing of the smile but doesn't - is upset*

Yeah, something like that. Nice and responsible that one. I really need to get a job....

*is alarmed at himself for putting it off for so long*

[Holly Palmers]

*swallows down more surprise*

You can always tutor kids up at the school. Or do all the housework and let Chris bring in the galleons, but then you'd be the woman in that relationship.


*laughs her head off*