March 20th, 1891 - Moony-Wormtail Boxing Match
Emilia wasn't hiding, but she wasn't not-hiding, either. She didn't want Kit to see her. She also didn't want anyone she worked with to see her. She actually still felt embarrassed about this whole thing, especially because Miss Scamander had had to tell her about it. She had allegedly not been coming to the boxing match until that morning, and even now she was half-convinced that she was only coming because Winnie was coming.
(Of course she knew this was a lie, but sometimes lying to yourself was better.)
The match hadn't started yet, and Emilia was worrying at the edges of her nails. She had the hood of her cloak up as if that would hide her from her husband, but in truth they were up in the stands and the odds of anyone being able to identify them from the ring itself were slim to none. "Do you think he'll —?" Emilia made a wiggly hand gesture, although even she was not sure what she meant to encompass with it.
Bronwyn Moony @"Elsie Beauregard"
(Of course she knew this was a lie, but sometimes lying to yourself was better.)
The match hadn't started yet, and Emilia was worrying at the edges of her nails. She had the hood of her cloak up as if that would hide her from her husband, but in truth they were up in the stands and the odds of anyone being able to identify them from the ring itself were slim to none. "Do you think he'll —?" Emilia made a wiggly hand gesture, although even she was not sure what she meant to encompass with it.