A Penny For Your Thoughts, £400 For Your Meal
its now been a clean 2 weeks since i posted the last thing so here we go i guess,,, next thing i post should be the angus thongs au so i hope this tides you all over xxx
8:50. Avery glances at the bill and goes down to his car to
retrieve his conveniently forgotten wallet.
8:59. Malfoy goes down to see what’s keeping him.
9:29. Nott slips out to answer an important call.
9:44. Mulciber dons his coat to take a piss.
9:51. Severus excuses himself for a quick fag, and Lily is left sitting alone at their table with a growing sense of suspicion.
9:53. Lily finally convinces herself to look at the bill, and her stomach drops to her knees.
11:41. “Ma’am?” the waitress asks, and Lily was sure she’d seen the worst of the girl’s frown, but she was wrong.
“A-another glass, please,” she mumbles, and the waitress’ eye roll and impatient huff says it all. There are eight or nine completely full glasses in a little grove in front of her already, and she doesn’t exactly have a plan of action, but at least this is buying her more time.
She’s buying herself more time, with money she doesn’t have.
“Of course,” the waitress spits, and sweeps away.
This close to midnight, Lily’s fairly confident they’d like to shut up shop shortly. She tears her eyes away from the frankly excessive amount of wine sitting full in front her, and glances around the previously bustling dining hall. She almost, almost pegs herself as the last diner, but there’s a man about her age on the other side of the room. He has a dozen or so desserts scattered around him, each as untouched as every one of her wine glasses. He gives her a tight smile as they make eye contact, and turns back to his food, pensive. Lily does the same.