Boredom Breeds Chaos | Maya & Amycus
The people in her life were rude enough to leave her to her own devices that Saturday. Maya had slept in, and managed to kill time that afternoon by spending a few hours in the bath, reading a painfully obvious smut novel start to finish. Now that she was finished with dinner, she was itching for something to do. Archie was out on ‘business’ which of course she knew meant he was in some goblin den somewhere, spending money he didn’t have on card games. She’s half tempted to go find him and cause a scene, but that’d make her plans for next month with Cassiel less than discrete. She could go find him, but they were fighting about something Maya couldn’t even remember, but she naturally wasn’t going to apologize first. Narcissa was probably waist deep in wedding plans, and as fun as that didn’t sound, Maya would rather not. An idea pricks in the back of her head, and a smirk finds her as her last encounter with Amycus springs to the front of her mind. She summons a quill and a piece of parchment, and on second thought, some perfume. She writes quickly, whistling once and summoning a great horned owl, nearly all black.
Amycus
@amyxscarrow
Want to prove you aren’t boring? Come find me.
-MZ
She sprays the letter with a bit of her perfume and folds it with a wave of her wand. She sends the owl off to the Silver Vial before settling into the big black velvet high back chair in the living room, the one Archie insists is ‘his’. Maya pours herself a glass of wine and waits.
