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đđđđđđ  :  for FIONA FINNIGAN /  @ffinniganÂ
   â  FIONA! â marlene sang as she entered the florist shop , the door clanging shut behind her. the witch kept up odd hours at her own job , going into the office at five pm and chattering on the wizarding wireless network until four am sometimes ( only to fall asleep in her tiny studio , waking up to her boss slamming on the door ). the hours her friend kept were normal but foreign to marlene. her free time hardly aligned with fiona and their other friends âŚÂ so marlene took matters into her own hands. Â
   she made herself comfortable at the counter , leaning her elbows onto it and resting her face into her hands. â i have a proposition for you. â marlene stated , smiling as sweetly as an  imp could. â i will get you lunch wherever you want , if you skive off work. â     Â
fiona nearly dropped the container of flowers she was taking back to the fridge, the familiar, yet unexpected voice of her friend causing her a friend. she cursed quietly under her breath, face quick to turn red as she caught herself and managed to straighten back up. no spills, nothing dropped, a relief. she took a breath, exhaling slowly before placing the container down and turning to marlene with a smile. â ya really managed to catch me off my guard, ya nearly scared me half to death. â shaking her head she managed to brush it off, a laugh escaping her. â --- i havenât seen ya in how long? and now ya come in here asking me to piss off of work? i mean i suppose i can do that, i do make my own hours after all. â her lips pursed, foot tapping slightly as she thought it over. â what else ya have planned up in that olâ noggin of yours for us to get up to? besides eating that is. â










