Private message to Bill Weasley

[alt_rachel]

You seemed rather preoccupied today but for once it couldn't have been Corax Mulciber. Unless he was harassing you by floo, I suppose. Everything okay?

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[alt_bill]

Rachel, I--

I want to, but I just can't do this.

You were very honest up front about what you wanted. No ties, and no expectations of exclusivity. I thought I was all right with that, but I've come to realise that it just isn't right for me.

I mean, you're lovely and if I could--

Oh, hell, this is bloody awkward. But I'm trying to be honest, too.

I regret it, but I think we'd better limit ourselves to camp census counts and expense reports from now on.

[alt_rachel]

I see.

[alt_rachel]

You can still come over for curry or something if you want.

I'll keep my clothes on if you will.

[alt_bill]

Honestly, I was about ready to collapse into bed when I saw your journal entry. Family drama made me miss most of last night's sleep. I'll take a pass, but hope for no hard feelings? It's not personal, it's just that I'm so bloody exhausted.

Tell you what. I'll bring curry for the two of us for lunch tomorrow. We can sit out on the stone benches overlooking the park and mock the fashion choices of people walking by.

[alt_rachel]

Friday's better for lunch. Would that work for you?

[alt_bill]

Yes, I'm free then. Barring some unexpected rampage from Mulciber, of course.

[alt_rachel]

Right.

I'm holding you to the mockery.