Where: The Flaming Dragon
When: 29th June, Late
Who: Dorcas and @caradocdears
Going to the pub this late in the night was not good. To be honest Dorcas wasn’t even sure it was still the 29th. It could have easily passed Midnight, and become the last day in June. But Dorcas was not aware. She really couldn’t remember much of that she had done since she’d left the coffee shop where she’d had the fight with Lily. And she hadn’t even aware that her feet were taking her to The Flaming Dragon until she was opening up the door. She had no idea what time it was, but at least she was walking into somewhere familiar, and a establishment where she knew she would be safe. She also supposed she could have gone to a worse pub, and maybe some flirting with Caradoc would distract her from her hurt feelings and upset over her fight with Lily. Even without flirting Caradoc was simply a distraction due to his good looks. So, she wasn’t too fussed, despite the late hour.
Heading to the bar, she pulled herself up onto a bar stool. When Caradoc come up to her, she forced a smile onto her lips, though he would probably be able to tell something wasn’t quite right. She wasn’t 100 percent herself right now. “Hey Doc.” She murmured, the forced smiled still on her lips. “A glass of your finest firewhiskey if you please.”















