Who: Delilah Spinnet & Rose Knightley LOL
What: RUN-INS AND LAUGHS
Where: Outside Octavius' flat
When: Today!

( Was that silence, even for a split second? )

It felt good to be the host of the party, and not the one creating a scene and making an entrance. Though Charlie would never admit it, the therapy sessions with Healer Bonaccord had...well, he still wasn't happy with everything going on in his life, but it had given him an outlet other than the bar, and that was allowing him let out the pent up stress he'd been bottling in. It was hard to figure things out by yourself, and for someone whose ego was as fragile as his, Charlie was slowly realizing that he needed a complete stranger to release his anxieties.

Of course, he wouldn't feel like he'd completely found peace until he managed to get her in the sack, but that was just a personal goal of his.

At any rate, Charlie was finding that being the host was interesting. Everyone knew you were going to be there, so there wasn't a great surprise when they saw you, but after those greetings were done they were off to see who else had shown up. It looked like a good outcome, but Charlie felt a bit slighted as it was pretty deep into the night and a certain invitee had not appeared in the crowd. With a breath he pushed the door open to the balcony and stepped out into the cool December night.

He stuck his hands into his pockets, spotting some displays of fireworks over the tops of the surrounding buildings. Charlie grinned at the early celebrations and let his shoulder sag.


ooc: guests = quidditch related people + their guest?

Perhaps Delilah was over reacting to this whole Tattler thing, but she really couldn't help it. She cared about her brother, and first there was the whole Germany thing now this. It seemed like a whole lot more than him just going out and having a good time. And no one else seemed to notice.

She threw another smoking pan into the sink full of water. Why did she even own pots and pans. Nearly everything she attempted to cook ended up in flames or black. Unless it was suppose to be black, then it turned some other color. Delilah didn't even know why she was bothering, she wasn't even sure Charlie was going to show up. She turned her back on the sink full of dishes and sulk off to the living room, sinking onto her couch, arms crossed.

Despite how mad she was at the moment, she did hope Charlie showed up. She was suppose to leave for a couple of weeks for a dueling tour that would take her across the Unites States. Which was great publicity right before the lull of the holiday season. But the whole trip would be less fun if she left not speaking to her brother.

Who: Delilah and Joey
What: She got caught stalking Charlie
When: Um.. backdated to last week :D
Where: Some Cafe in Kenmare
Status: Finishing in Comments.


( Oh well that’s because I do my best to make sure to know ~everything~ about Charles Spinnet. Some people call it stalking, but I just like to think of it as taking an invested interest. )

Delilah was in a fantastic mood, which was rare, being as she lost her last duel and she was usually in a mood until after she talked to Charlie and stewed for a few days. But well, Scott he was sweet, and going out for ice cream cheered her up really fast. And she was pretty sure that she found an awesome place for them go rock climbing, which would be date number two. Hee. She had a guy to go on dates with.

But just because she had already been cheered up, didn't mean she was going to abandon the tradition of making Charlie go out to lunch with her after she lost a duel. Sometimes it took a few days due to their schedules but she always found a way to make it work.“Charrrlieee” she called chipperly, as she knocked on his door. “Time for lunch! I’m buyinggg”

She learned the hard way a long time ago that she should never ever just walk into her brother’s place even if the door was unlocked. “Charlie!” she said knocking again. “I know you can’t be sleeping its almost one!"

Delilah waited a few more minutes before knocking again. "I lost my duel and I'm in a good mood and you owe me at least an hour and a half of your time because I haven't seen you in over a week. So open the door!"

Who: Delilah and Scott!
What: Flirty Times :D
When: Um...this past weekend?


( It wasn’t being conceited if it was -true-. )

Who: Delilah and Axe Rupert
What: Random chat...
When: Um...a couple days ago?
Where: Outside the Kestral locker room.



( La petite Spinnet )

WHO: Delilah Spinnet and Thomas McCormack
WHAT: Random meet up
WHERE:
WHEN: Toooday?
STATUS: POSTING THIS because I keep forgetting I have gDocs and seeing it here will help me tag lmao ♥

( Obviously, you haven’t told her you think I’m crazy, so, thanks, I appreciate that. )

Who: Delilah and Thomas
What: Delilah is stalking has a present for Thomas
When: Today?
Where: Outside the Magpie Stadium.
Status: Finishing in Comments!

( ... Wait, is that legally, or just a warning? )

WHO: Delilah Spinnet and Charlie Spinnet :D
WHAT: LOL Charlie's bailing his sister out of JAIL
WHERE: JAIL
WHEN: TODAY, AT THE JAIL

( I didn’t even hit the twit )

CHARLIE!

I may or may not have been arrested and I need you to come bail me out. Merlin I hope you are not at practice---

Your favorite twin,
Delilah.

P.S. Please hurry it smells in here.

Of course the party had a slight theme of blue and yellow. It wasn't blatantly obvious, but as Bess shifted the United blue napkins to the perfect angle, she couldn't help but beam at how proud she was of the entire gathering. People were happy to see each other, mingling and looking relaxed; the party was exclusive to the players and their guests, so there were no cameramen or journalist---the only pictures being taken were by the players themselves, who seemed to be having a good time goofing off before work began again. Bess had really never thought about being one of those wives, that hosted parties and entertained guests, but---she had to admit that it was quite fun.

The garden looked beautiful. Bess wasn't quite sure how Drystan had so easily managed to get the space, but she wasn't going to complain. Her husband had tricks up his sleeve that she'd probably never fully figure out. Plus, she'd gotten her sister-in-law out of her flat and now Penelope was somewhere around here...hopefully talking to a handsome bloke (but just talking! Only talking!).

Bess couldn't be more pleased with herself. She let out a breath and shook her head at a few players who were on their fourth glass of champagne.

WHO: Delilah Spinnet and Thomas McCormack
WHAT: She bursts into the locker room because she's bored
WHEN: Some time today!
WHERE: Montrose Stadium!

( Like I really expected you to go to lunch in a towel )

Delilah was beyond excited to be meeting up with Henry. Yes, she legitimately wanted to talk about business. Her schedule and the people wanting to sponsor her and such was getting hectic and she needed help. And who better to help her than the fabulous quidditch agent that was Henry Wadcock. Granted she didn't play quidditch but really, that was semantics.

Not to mention, she'd really use anything thing to have the excuse to pester him on a daily basis again.

So she waited patiently for him to join her at a corner booth at the Three Broomsticks for lunch. She sipped on her drink watching the door, wondering just how much she could talk Henry into doing.