OPEN! Who's clubbing off campus tonight?

[alliee_g]

The Red Feather was the last word in entertainment in Painswick; mostly because it was the only club in the college town. Anyone who was anyone went to The Red Feather to dance, socialize, and drink their educational troubles away.

But Allie Gonzales wasn't anyone.

She liked to think she was the one, so of course-- she was at The Red Feather

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[georgikins]

[ occ: A bit of a delayed response but it's still open, so HIOMG♥ ]

After an early night spent following up his evening class with a few hours doing actual work at the library, George wasn't quite feeling like himself. He considered a few options to remedy this issue and, after having to discard the messier ideas, opted to head to the Red Feather before making his way home. Nothing like an evening of drinks and girls to get him out of this odd studious funk. And the crowd at the club usually promised a chance of running into decent company

[alliee_g]

It barely took her an eighth of a second to process who was standing in front of her. Red hair, freckles, and handsome enough to still pull it off?

Forge Weasley.

But which one? shit

"Oh! She squeaked, reaching down with both arms outstretched so he could help her off the stand, "Hi.. babe!"

Good enough for now.

[georgikins]

George took hold of Allie's waist, letting her hands rest on his shoulders, and smoothly helped her hop off the dancing platform. He caught her hesitation and avoidance of a name -after twenty years of being 'one of the Weasley twins', he was more than used to it.

"Mmhm, go on, guess which one," he laughed.

[alliee_g]

She rolled her eyes, flipping her hair over her shoulder. How was she supposed to make an educated guess with all noise and movement around her?

With a dramatic sigh, Allie studied his face and kept her eyes searching all the way down to his toes.

Not a clue.

Narrowing her gaze, Allie gave her guess, "Forge."