Round Two

[captain_fucking_magic]

Harry's still rather new to this whole Milliways business, and it takes him a good while to accept the fact that he went through the front door from Perry's house, and has now gone back through that same door to find himself in a completely different house.

He's going to ignore the whole other country business all together. For now.

"That's, uhm... What the fuck?"

OK, he wasn't sure what was going to happen, but this was not it.

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[captain_fucking_magic]

John just rolls his eyes and then none-too-subtly checks around to make sure everything is still where it belongs.

"Hey, I'm sorry about all... that," Harry says as he makes his way to the front door. "Uhm, do you want me to leave the shoes here, or...?"

[mscontrarymary.livejournal.com]

"Don't worry about it. You weren't to know the shot-guns were going to be polished. Oh. Um, yes, the shoes. Just in case you come by again."

Mary opens the front door onto the bar.

"I won't forget about the shirt." She says, and kisses him chastely. "See you around, boyo."

[captain_fucking_magic]

Harry kicks off the shoes and nods awkwardly. "Yeah," he says before leaving. "Next time, I'll try to avoid your friends."

With that, he steps into the bar, more than ready to go crash on Perry's sofa.

[mscontrarymary.livejournal.com]

"Don't be a stranger." Mary says, but she can't tell if he heard. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted. She heads back upstairs to eat ice-cream and curry with John, and maybe even watch the last half of Iron Man. To be honest, she's mainly annoyed she lost the t-shirt. She liked that t-shirt.