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Posted: Jul 28 2016, 06:01 AM
Adult ✰ 37 ✰ Pureblood
RUN BOY RUN! THIS WORLD IS NOT MADE FOR YOU RUN BOY RUN! THEY’RE TRYING TO CATCH YOU RUN BOY RUN! RUNNING IS A VICTORY RUN BOY RUN! BEAUTY LAYS BEHIND THE HILLS
written by jojo
Out for business. That would've been the correct term for his trip to Firenze. He had hoped to catch some paperwork on his day off but it seemed that was not an possibility. Sal wasn't grumpy but he wasn't on his best mood either but he figured he'd feel better after an stroll around Firenze. Obviously this meant that he had to snake his way through the masses of muggle tourists and hope his patience wouldn't completely wear off. His piercing blue eyes, hidden behind his dark sunglasses would divulge his irritation as he bumped into another muggle. Sal muttered an apology but hoped he had slipped an curse in there somewhere in the process. Maybe next time.
It only took him few hours and he was ready to go home. The only thing he needed to do here in Firenze was to ensure that his gelateria would still get the best ingredients and the business ran smoothly. Who would've guessed that the rambunctious auror would one day own a shop that brought so much happiness for some. Sal had realized how much it made his heart warm when he saw the happiness in little children's faces.
He was turning into an old sappy man, wasn't he?
Salvatore sat down at one of the numerous cafe's without too much thinking and ordered an drink for himself. Besides, Firenze was known to surprise people and so Sal was hoping to see a familiar face in the midst of all those tourists. This wasn't a warzone but it was as chaotic as one without the screams of those dying. Sal scratched his forehead. It had been so long since he had fought or worked as an auror yet all of those memories came flying back to him time to time.
Perhaps that was the reason for his sleepless nights; the anxiety of the fight.
It would pass, they said. It would pass eventually.
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