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Basil Bristow ([info]entitled_to_it) wrote in [info]ohrosie,
Smirking, he loved that she had it just right. She did look brilliant and he was there to bum money. "Was it the holes?" Basil could have defended his lazy demeanor, but he was slowly giving up. Fuck if he didn't miss her more than he'd ever let on.

"I'm after a loan. Too lazy to walk myself to Gringotts." Kicking his shoe to stub the toe, he was suddenly glad he'd decided to tie it; one less thing to look shoddy. "If dad comes 'round, yeah, I'm off to buy something presentable."

There were so many questions and even more answers. Worst, the question he was afraid to ask cam quickly to loom in his mind: if this was real and if she was back to stay. To see her, in the flesh, just to lose her again; he was nearly better off walking away right then rather than suffering the tease.


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