AASIYA: my lyft is gonna be here in like three minutes i swear AASIYA: i told u this time i’d be on time okay?

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AASIYA: my lyft is gonna be here in like three minutes i swear AASIYA: i told u this time i’d be on time okay?

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I think... I might have to fire everyone
Even though I might technically only be in charge temporarily... I feel legitimately homicidal with these people lately
Rough days are becoming rather normal, apparently
Playing In Pubs || Lucy Open
It wasn't her first show back in the magical world since she'd been performing in the muggle one, but it was still hard to get used to the adjustments. She had to use charms instead of devices now, spells rather than massive equipment. It made things easier, but it was hard to remember. She had sat on the side of the performing area for ten minutes trying to remember what she'd done with her amp before she remembered that there was no amp.
Finally, she gave up on trying to remember what else there was and decided that she would just have to do the damn thing and if there was more to it later that needed to be done, she'd do it later. Right now, her crowd was getting louder and she was missing any chance she had to wow them before they got rowdy.
Her instruments played, drums charmed to bang out the tune she had taught them and guitar in her hands, voice charmed just slightly to carry through the room without having to strain herself. After four songs, she announced a short break and let the drums and guitar play on their own, melodies she'd written that had no words and things she didn't have to concentrate on - just hold her wand while she got herself a drink. No one bothered with her at first - not a good sign, since no one had anything to say apparently - but when she got to the bar, she felt a hand on her and replied before she turned to look at them. "If you liked the show, you can most definitely show your appreciation by buying me a drink, yes, thank you."
My hair is getting ridiculously long now.
But I can't dare cut my hair. Just the idea of snipping at the poor defence-less ends hurt me.

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Drunken Musings || Bastian Open
Sitting in the bar, Bastian Parkinson leaned against the wall in a shady corner watching the people around him. Some of them were getting a bit wild, others were tossing looks into the shady corner like they knew him. Unfamiliar faces he couldn't even place a feeling to. It was at least getting more numb. He hadn't spoken to Esme much, lately. There had been a lot of Healer appointments this week, people who wanted to check in and make sure things were alright and when they heard about how much reconnecting he'd been doing, they had sent him to several therapists. He hadn't done much talking. Mostly, he was uninterested in any of it.
After one session with a healer who seemed less than savory, who had used a little more force than he was ready for and had tried to force him to talk by making him emotional, throwing out facts about his past he wasn't ready for, he had stormed out.
Now he was too drunk to really stand, but not drunk enough to stop thinking. His foggy mind was moving in circles and he wasn't sure how to stop it. He had known a lot of it but much of what he'd heard in the office had caused serious panic attacks and he was finding out why he was afraid of heights, why his father hadn't told him who he was. Then his father had been there and that was the end of it. And so here he was on his fifth glass of whiskey, staring blearily at the wall and thinking about how he would get back to Esme's when he wasn't sure how to move his feet.
Don't use spells on Muggles?
More like don't get caught using spells on Muggles
Ouchie. It's like my head is a drum and someone is banging it.
Stop shouting everyone. [ groans and rubs his forehead ]