midnight textings

[cherrytrees]

The Midnight Texting Meme It's the middle of the night and you're trying to catch some z's — or brooding alone in the alleys, as one does — when your phone dings and suddenly a stranger or a friend is texting you. What could they possibly want at this hour? Is it important? Stupid? Are they drunk or maybe just needy? Do they need help hiding a body??? Pick up your phone and find out! Rules: ● Post with your character's name and canon on the subject line, indicate preferences as needed ● Tag others ● Have fun!

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[acharmingsmile]

We should meet up there! Have a drink together. [ Gilderoy winks. His own patronus would surely be ANOTHER Gilderoy Lockhart. If not that, probably a peacock. Despite all the wizarding world-related faux passes he'd made, Aziraphale hardly seems to notice, which only makes the him think that the other fellow must be another wizard.

The magic act thing is surely a clever way to hide the truth from prying muggles. ]

Oh... I'm very peaceful as well, I find war much too unpleasant, though I'd surely win if I ever joined one. [ But they're ever so scary. And worst of all, messy! Lockhart enjoys a comfortable life with no too many frightening things happening. But an outing to London is always a fun and wonderful time, especially now he's found himself a brand new friend.]

Say, shall we get moving? It's true that the shops close at a certain time, right? [ Not the case in Hogsmeade. ]

I can't wait to get fitted for my new suit! Do you prefer matching socks or exciting socks in a different color?

[sohoangel]

Well, that would be just lovely. I'll let you know if I'll be in the area.

[The magic act is simply Aziraphale being fascinated by sleight-of-hand, but considering how bad he is at it, it probably does unintentionally throw off any suspicions from humans -- er, muggles.

He's pleased to hear that the other man is not one for war, even if his vanity shines through once again. But it's not a conversational topic that needs to continue, especially as Gilderoy is eager to get going. He nods and gets to his feet, smoothing out any wrinkles in his jacket and setting it to rights.]

Yes, they do, but we have a couple of hours yet before that. As for socks, I tend towards pastels, although I'm also very fond of tartan. [He taps his tartan bowtie as an example.] I had my own pattern commissioned.