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Evan & @franklylongsuffered 26 June, 1984, Leaky Cauldron
Diving right back into work hadn’t been a good call. Evan wouldn’t complain about it but there was no denying he should have taken an additional day off instead of going in. It made him feel old. Even with his pushing thirty, his energy levels hadn’t been anything to worry about. He had been handling everything on his plate in a way that hadn’t left him feeling nearly as drained as the days after the mission had left him. He was at a point of being ready to go home and curl up with Theo but seeking out Frank was a must. With a limited amount of people he could trust and knowing he didn’t want to dump everything on Theo, there was no other choice but to open up a little more than he typically would allow with Frank.
A tired smile creased over Evan’s lips when Frank approached, having claimed a booth and not ordered anything due to not being certain he wanted to drink in the first place. Alcohol wasn’t a favorite of his, often saving the indulging on it for social experiences unless he was up to brewing something at home. “Evening, Longbottom,” He greeted then tilted his head toward the open spot across from him. “I’m grateful you agreed to join me. I don’t think Theo would have taken kindly to my pacing the length of our flat again if I’d gone straight home.”
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