May 25th, 1888 - A Muggle Bar in Chudley
A normal person, a normal functional person, would have been perfectly happy to come out with Jack Humphrey-Mavis and Rufus Bixby for what was essentially a birthday drink but also a it's-a-Friday-let's-get-a-drink drink. When Cash agreed, sometime last week, he had seriously overestimated how much he would want to be here. He'd already been out with Miss Scamander and Miss A, and now he had apparated to Chudley just to meet them at the bar.
He could have flaked, probably, but then he would have risked getting ribbed at the next practice by H-M, or the next game against Puddlemere by Bixby. So instead he waited by the door to the muggle pub with his hands shoved deep into his pockets, early despite himself.
When the first of them showed up, Cash waved. "Hey," he said, "Thanks for making it."
He could have flaked, probably, but then he would have risked getting ribbed at the next practice by H-M, or the next game against Puddlemere by Bixby. So instead he waited by the door to the muggle pub with his hands shoved deep into his pockets, early despite himself.
When the first of them showed up, Cash waved. "Hey," he said, "Thanks for making it."
MJ made this!