Eileen's life had changed little in the past fifteen years or so, once she and Key had settled into their shady little tenement flat and gotten their adult feet underneath them. Moving out a fifteen had been a struggle, but at least they had made it work together. Without having to send money home to support her sisters through Hogwarts anymore, and the change to the Augurey, she sat on a comfortable little savings and it wasn't like the flat was getting any worse.

Kieran was in a better life mood these days too, which helped. She supposed all of that pining for Jude turning into a thing was good for him, even if they still bickered and she could hear them when she'd rather not. Luckily for them she worked late most nights and slept in until noon, so it wasn't like she was around all that often. It hadn't changed her life all that much; she didn't knock on her own door to let them know she was coming, but she did fumble with her keys for a few seconds. If they were fucking on the couch in the common space they had earned her walking in on them.

Tonight might be one of those times as she jingled her keys at the lock for a count of three, then let herself in. The pub had been dead tonight, a Sunday, so no surprise, and she'd been sent home early, which was fine because she felt her monthlies coming on and she was extra bitchy today. "Alone I see?" She teased as she hung up her shawl and toed out of her boots. She just liked to give him a hard time; he looked much happier than she'd seen him in a long while and she was not about to begrudge him for that. The next thing she did was unpin her hair and let the long dark waves tumble over her shoulders. "I brought stew from the Cauldron, have you eaten?" Despite leaving one pub for the other, she kept a good rapport, filled in every now and then, so she still got fed every once in a while as well.