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Harron Peasley · 04-27-2019, 02:34 PM

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Originally Posted by Shanners

Ren returned the book to her bag when it was back in her possession and nodded. "Sports. The weakness of every idiot." In her experience, anyway. It was her easiest way in and was always where her best work happened. "You know where I am if you need extra money." And it wasn't just the betting that she had her hands in. Renata had eggs in all of the baskets, as her cousin would have said before her untimely demise. She always had done.

Clasping her hands together, she glanced around the pub again. Not concerned. Just... aware. "Don't you love a needy and disappointed man? They're always so giving and forgiving." And they were so easy to guess the safe codes for.

Willow acknowledged that with a nod and a tap of her red nails against the table. She was fine for money at the moment, but she knew that work could always disappear from under her and it was always handy to know that Renata was around to.. guide her, in such a way. Not that she saw the gifts drying up any time soon, at least.

The blonde laughed, low and throaty. "And so... unassuming," she agreed. Of course, they would never in a million years blame little old her for anything, would they?

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Harron Peasley DERP Mooncalf Join Date: Apr 2009 Location: The Losers Club Posts: 7,562 Hogwarts RPG Name: Reuben Albert Darcy-Stemp Hufflepuff Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Billie Love Stemp Gryffindor Third Year Ministry RPG Name: Fintan Darcy Ecological Protection x3	Sarah thinks I'm cute \| Shan's safe space. Quote: Originally Posted by Shanners Ren returned the book to her bag when it was back in her possession and nodded. "Sports. The weakness of every idiot." In her experience, anyway. It was her easiest way in and was always where her best work happened. "You know where I am if you need extra money." And it wasn't just the betting that she had her hands in. Renata had eggs in all of the baskets, as her cousin would have said before her untimely demise. She always had done. Clasping her hands together, she glanced around the pub again. Not concerned. Just... aware. "Don't you love a needy and disappointed man? They're always so giving and forgiving." And they were so easy to guess the safe codes for. Willow acknowledged that with a nod and a tap of her red nails against the table. She was fine for money at the moment, but she knew that work could always disappear from under her and it was always handy to know that Renata was around to.. guide her, in such a way. Not that she saw the gifts drying up any time soon, at least. The blonde laughed, low and throaty. "And so... unassuming," she agreed. Of course, they would never in a million years blame little old her for anything, would they? __________________ ⇀ Standing now, calling all the people here to see the show_____________________________ Calling for my demons now to let me go ↽