Relationships and liking people are too messy, to put it simply. Firewhiskey has always been the best way to numb the pain.
‘Onestly, galy, yer preachin’ to da choir. I know all ‘bout messy relations’ips…clears throat. Anyway, it ain’t no fun drinkin’ by yer-self. I’ll s’are if yew keep me company fer a bit, yah?
Or maybe I can just get some Firewhiskey.
Sumone say firewhiskey? Oi, wha’s wrong, kiddo?
Happy Christmas, Caradoc. I know that we’re not on good terms, but I believe in giving everyone a Christmas gift. It makes their day better, you know?
Of course I had no idea what to get you so I just made some cupcakes. -hands them over-
O, ‘appy C’ristmas, gurly. Thanks, Sweetcheeks, dat is awfully sweet o’ya. Cupcakes are me speciality, yew know? Small cakes is wat I like to call’em. Perhaps I’ll make yew sum in exchanged, yah?
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Happy Christmas, Caradoc.
‘Appy C’ristmas to yew to, mate. ‘Ow yew been? ‘Aven’t seen yew in a while, Diggory. Been busy, eh?
(Source: auror-dearborn)
I don’t understand why they’d leave you…Heaven and Lily I mean. You’re such a good guy. Any girl would be lucky to have you. -smiles slightly- Nope. You won’t be. Anywhere in particular you wanna go?
T’anks, C’arlotte, but I t’ink I’m done wit gals fer r’ght now.
Yeh, ‘ow ‘bout dinner? Go into muggle part o’ town see da lig’ts or sumthin’, drink ‘ot chocolate, it will be fun.
(Source: auror-dearborn)
-frowns- I’m sorry. My grandparents died too. I know how hard it is. Are you alright? I’m staying here for Christmas too.
It’s fine, I s’ould be use to it by now, ya know? Women leavin’ me and such. First ‘Eaven, den me Gran, and Red too. It’s all sort numb. O’ yeh? Dat great, I won’t be spendin’ C’ristmas alone den, r’ght?
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lilytotherescue sent: Happy Christmas, Caradoc!! No matter what, I'll always care about you, and I'll always be there for you. I hope you like this. I made it myself...well one of the things anyway. - Lily *attached is a box. Inside the box is a black and dark gray knit scarf and a book on different recipes for pastries and other deserts.* |
‘Appy C’ristmas, Red! Ay, yew still got da softest o’spots in my ‘eart, Dearest. Da feelin’ is mutual. Thank yew, Lils, I love it. Since dis is such s’ort noticed ‘nd all I didn’t know wha ta give ya so I ‘ope yew like it. Merry C’ristmas, Red. -Love Caradoc.
Present. Second note attactment: Dey were me Grans. I think dey might look betta on yew dan me.
-nods- Of course I did. I love getting people gifts. And you’re my friend, and I wanted too. Happy Christmas. -smiles happily as he hugs her, hugging him back.- Don’t worry about it. Are you staying here for Christmas?
‘Appy C’ristmas to yew too, C’arlotte. Pulls away holding the present in his hand giving her a small nod of his head. Yup! I normally spent da ‘Oliday wit Gran but yew know wit ‘er all dead ‘nd stuff I dun’t ‘ave much c’oice.
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