The Long Shift (Raychel)

[broadway]

Raychel looked up from her lap and smiled softly. She was coming around to really liking Angel. It wasn't much of a surprise, but Raychel enjoyed making new friends. "Thank you." she said quietly. She took another sip of her butterbeer and looked around. She didn't really know how to continue the conversation.

[calcetines]

"Follow any Quidditch teams?" asked Angel, hopefully Raychel did. That was usually her "last resort" topic for conversation, though she was a Quidditch fanatic. People had always told her that she had her father's talent for seeking. Her heart sank at the thought. Angel supported Puddlemere United (not just because Bradly was their Seeker) and Ireland.

[bradlyressel]

He walked in a few seconds before Angel had said something about Quidditch. "You know .. I always fancied Puddlemere.. I find their seeker just charming.." He stated outloud then smirked as he placed on a fake accent. It was just his weird sort of sarcastic humor. His voice went back to normal as he approached the two girls, one of which he knew for sure worked here. " How are the butterbeers today?" One day he had came in and it tasted a bit different than he remembered.

[calcetines]

Angel couldn't help but chuckle a little bit, Bradly certainly had a unique sense of humour. She liked it, though. She liked everything about him, he was kind, charming. Not to mention that most men probably wouldn't date someone whom was already pregnant. "No different than always," said Angel with a smile.

[bradlyressel]

"I beg to differ. " He smirked "I had a butterbeer two days ago, I swear it wasn't as good as I remembered." He wanted to add on something cheesy like 'maybe its because you didn't make it, but decided not to because she had another customer she was talking to. He smirked " I'll have a butterbeer.. unless your on break.. It can wait." He smiled as he leaned against what ever was near by and then turned his head towards the ravenclaw. " Oh.. I'm being rude, you two were in the middle of a conversation.. " He then looked over towards Angel. " The names Bradly Reseel" He said as he looked back towards the ravenclaw and extended his hand to shake hers. He then looked back towards Angel "I just wanted to see if you talked to your boss about getting less hours.. Which I don't really care for.. If it was up to be you'd be on bed rest..." He smirked towards Angel .

[calcetines]

Angel flicked her wand at a goblet, and it floated over to the keg and filled itself with butterbeer, and then came to a resting point in front of Bradly. "I'm only four month along," Angel protested teasingly. "I think I've at least got until seven months before I have to be on bed-rest. As for my hours, I should have significantly less next week." She leaned against the counter again, glad that everyone in the pub was content.