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August 3rd, 2008


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02:42 pm - 25 Flavors: Drunk
Florence giggled as she looked at the man who had asked her out to dinner. He was charming and she couldn't help but be swept away by the romanacing she was being given by Ron. He poured more wine into her glass and waved the waiter away. He really was famous. They were in the back of the Covent with no one bothering them except for the occasional waiter.

He was American and there was just something charming about how harsh the American accent was. So different from Smeth, she frowned. She wouldn't think of Smeth tonight. She was on a date with a famous muggle. This wasn't the time to be thinking of boyfriend and drank more wine. She was drunk and had lost most of her inhibitions.

Ron judged Florence's condition for a moment and grinned. It had worked. She was completely intoxicated. Now would be the time. She had mentioned the boyfriend she was seeing before but it didn't matter because hell, he was Ron Jeremy and could convince any woman to go anywhere in the world with him. "So Jen...how would you like to go to Rome with me and live while I shoot...a movie?"

Florence's eyes widened at the thought of it and chewed on her lower lip for a moment, "I don't know Ron. That's an awfully big step on my part and I'd be leaving everything." Damnit, Ron thought to himself she was still reasonable. He nodded in agreement not showing his anger, "Of course, of course. Why don't we discuss this more at my place?"

She was drunk enough not to care about the implied innuedo and nodded. "Alright. I think I can agree to that." He was staying in a muggle hotel and if things got ugly she could always scream. She wasn't stupid enough to use her magic on muggles even if she was drunk. Ron dropped several bills on the table and offered his hand to Florence drawing her close for a moment and tickling her face with his beard making her giggle for a moment.

They walked out of the room and through Covent Garden back to Ron's hotel room. Little did Florence know that this would be the last time she strolled through London for almost a year. That night she would agree to fly to Rome with Ron Jeremy, leaving the world she knew behind.
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