Maybe it was time Theophilus Dayton stopped avoiding his friends. He was putting so much focus into what was going on with Artie and work, that he was avoiding his friends-- even the ones he worked with. Theo asked Blo to come to the bar after work. He knew of one called The Goblin Hole. It was dark and still a little fun. He knew he could enjoy some drinks with her, maybe some fries and actually socialize. It was more he can to make up for being a horrible friend and never hanging out with her anymore.
Blo was Blood and Theo was Bones. They were Blood and Bones. The great duo that could probably never be separated at the Daily Prophet. They worked so much better together. It was bad that his writing skills were lacking from everything that was going on in his life, but also for the fact that Blood was not part of it. He could not tell her what he seen or what he could do. People at work were already questioning him wearing gloves constantly or his spazzy nature normally. He just needed to get his mind back on track and be normal again.
After work, Theo used the floo network to make his way to the pub. He was still wearing his work
attire. He had gray slacks on with a green flannel. Over that two different vests arranged so you could see the both of them. He was wearing a healing crystal around his neck, only to help control his seer ability. He was trying to many things to control it so he would not have to see things that he did not want to. It was hard though. This ability more had a mind of its own. He was wearing his signature finger-less gloves so he could not have to bother with touching people. He order two pints and placed them on a table in the back and ordered fries with it. He waited for the girl to make it there. He made sure to have two glasses there. He continued by pouring his and noticing the woman come in. He instantly put his hand up to show her where he was. "BLOOODDD" He probably looked like a goof ball screaming blood. He really did not care.
