how strange ((open))

Leaning against the brick wall that led towards Diagon Alley, Darla licked her lips as she held onto a cigarette holder seductively; she was curious to find out who would be roaming around this area looking to have a good time. It always excited her when public figures came down to cheat on their spouses; she always got her best tips and payments whenever a Ministry official was involved after all. Whatever kept their saucy infidelities quiet.

"Oh, honey..."

She moved out of the shadows towards the person who just strolled by. 'What were you thinking wearing that?"

Dressing like a whore didn't mean she couldn't form an opinion about fashion.

Jed needed a pint after working the long hours in the ministry, and not go home to Tabitha bitching a lot. He had to admit it was something that made him mad about his wife is how wicked she had been, and he liked to think he had been a good man. He had been a terrible father, and a bad husband, but he did have a heart for people, so he tended to drink as a way of having some form of peace.


He had been walking down to Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley meeting part, and he saw a big woman, dressed in a very promiscuous outfit. He looked at his outfit, “I’m just coming from work, and I’m hoping to get a pint before heading home to the missus.” he spoke with a sigh as he thought of Tabitha right now. She’d be throwing a fit but Jed wanted to let loose.

@Darla Zouch

"I should've known that you were a politician." Why else would he wear such bland suits? Darla wriggled her eyebrow as she moved closer to the man; this was her chance to have another potential Ministry-related scandal under her belt.

"Honey, you can do so much more than drink." She smirked as she ran her finger against his jaw.

@Jedidiah Cartwright