[9pm, Wednesday 8th October, Mayfair - Muggle London]


"Okay, okay!" Felix shouted at Eddie and Jason, trying to stifle his laughter. "I got one..." He paused and took a deep breath, stopping in his tracks momentarily as though trying to steady himself. Starting to walk again, slower this time, he spoke again. "French girl I met when I was travelling..." He lifted an arm up and pointed to his pit. "Whoever said Euro-European girls don't shave, obviously met a few Euro-of them." He hooted with laughter. "Was as long as the hair on my head! Longer than Jason's...he's thinning on top..." He chortled once more and looked at Eddie. "Beat that!"

The trio had been out for a couple of hours already, and had been to various bars drinking copious amounts of debatable concoctions. They had just stepped out of the Funky Buddha bar on Mayfair, and were heading to the strip club Felix had heard had just opened. Though no magic was involved, sometimes the simplest things were the mst pleasurable.

When Eddie had told Quincy he was going out (or asked permission, shhh), he had expected a resounding no. She seemed to be quite moody a lot of the time. Hormones all over the place and stomach growing. The woman was a little over concerned about becoming fat even with Eddie’s attempted convincing that she was not. She was beautiful. Nonetheless, he’d been surprised when she’d said that would be fine. She’d even handed him some more money she’d taken out and told him to enjoy himself. It didn’t seem to matter to her how he’d mumbled something about a strip club. No, she’d told him to slip a couple notes into the pretty little knickers of a topless dancer.

Therefore Eddie couldn’t believe his luck as the men walked down the strip at a steady pace. His hands were shoved into the black trousers he wore and the top couple buttons of his stripy shirt had been undone, teasingly alluding to the contours of his chest.

Beat that? Ed smirked, remembering a holiday him and Quince had taken.

“Ye obviously ‘ent bin to Sweden.” He shuddered and took a few more steps. “Fat naked hairy monstrosities of women populating the beaches.” It had been truly terrifying. For both Eddie, Quincy and the kids alike. Ed shook his head, trying to get rid of the memory before grinning across at Jason.

“Ye wouldn’t have owt, ye never leave the hospital.”

His mood was less than pleased, though he tried to put on a fake grin and attempted to enjoy himself. His brother had taken the time to get Eddie out with them, and even though there was still some oddities, at least on Jason’s part, he was glad they could all hang out and pretend things were normal again. Blinking as Felix shouted, he stumbled to a stop so he didn’t get much farther ahead of him. Then the man was walking again.

Too much energy.

“French girl I met when I was travelling…”

He attempted to follow along, glancing from the hand gestures to the boyish face, making a face as he talked about how long the woman’s hair was. That was just unnecessary and unclean. Then he made a joke about his hair, and Jason scowled momentarily, gingerly smoothing down his hair as an afterthought. Blinking, he now focused on Eddie, whose turn for a story it seemed it was. Maybe he shouldn’t have thrown back the ales like the barrels were going dry…

But it was easier to drown himself in liquor than focus on his issues. Who ever solved their problems sober? His hand moved from the top of his head to the back, scratching it as he stumbled ahead as they walked. He hadn’t had to ask anyone’s permission to come out, like Eddie, nor did he have to ask his parents if it was ok, like Felix. A small smirk came to his lips at that—ok, maybe Felix hadn’t had to ask his mum if he could go out with his older brother…

“Ye obviously ‘ent bin to Sweden.”

Grimacing at the images Ed was trying to force into his brain, Jason shook his head and wished he’d grabbed a beer for the road. Focusing on the walk ahead of them, he let his hands push into his pockets, his walk not quite as straight as it was a couple hours ago.

“Ye wouldn’t have owt, ye never leave the hospital.”

Raising an eyebrow at that, he glanced towards Eddie, pausing in his steps to consider what his mate was saying. “I get enough in the… in the hospital, thanks.” Licking his lips, he glanced towards where they were going, wanting to be there all ready so he could drown himself with more intoxicating beverages. But… since it was story time… he could divulge one.

“When you can hold…” He felt a little sick remembering the story and grimaced in kind. “When you can hold down a horny werewolf who forgot to take her wolfsbane potion, and your fellow Healers are calling out mating sounds…” He shook his head, shuddering slightly at the memory. It had taken a few spells to keep her from going canine on him and a couple other unlucky Healers. She’d been somewhat apologetic after the full moon passed, more embarrassed than anything.

And it helped get his mind off, for a short while, the things that plagued him. Grinning a little easier, he nodded to the both of them. “Gits… My hair isn’t thinning that fast, and I get enough action in and out of the hospital.” With Felix being closer, he gave the younger man a shove before groaning. “When are we going to get there?!” He needed to wet his whistle so to speak. He was thirsty and could feel the buzz starting to wear off.

As Eddie stated that felix had obviously not been to Sweden, Felix blinked and shook his head. No, but he'd been to India - and that was an adventure and a half. He listened intently whilst trying to concentrate on walking straight as Eddie's Yorkshire accent became more pronounced with every syllable he spoke. Guffawing at the thought of Eddie being accosted by fat, hairy women on a nudist beach, Felix wiped a tear from his eye. This night was so far turning out to be a very good night out.

Felix chanced a glance at his brother, wary of the fact that although he was grinning and careful to give the appearance of being content, there was complete turmoil inside his mind. But, like the good sport he was, Jason retaliated to Eddie's quip with an equally horrifying story. Felix pulled a face of disgust. "Almost makes you feel sorry for those Gyne...gynae....gyn...." he took a deep breath, "Vagina doctors." Almost. Though for the middle child growing up with brothers, being a gynaecologist would have been the perfect job. Maybe not for Derek...

Suddenly he felt a large shove in the shoulder and went bouldering into the bush that lined the path along which they were walking, as Jason stated his hair wasn't thinning. "Oi!" He brushed leaves off his shirt and chuckled. "We're nearly there, keep your knickers on!" And it was true - they were only a few yards away from the club that was opening that night. "It's sure to be a busy night!" He grinned.