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Josh ran a hand through his hair as he stared at his reflection in the mirrors along the walls of one of the VIP booths. He quickly wiped down the table again before heading back out into the main room of the club. It was a popular spot for students on all-ages nights and for adults on nights where he pulled an American move, not letting in those who are under the age of twenty. He was hoping to see his friend Joseph Barrington before the opening that evening because he needed to talk to him about... well, life. The two had been best friends at Hogwarts, sharing a group of friends and a house together. They were nearly inseparable, and almost complete opposites. Josh was more of the calm one who secretly had spontaneous desires, and Joseph was just more outgoing all together. Josh had had a small crush on his elder sister in his youth before growing out of it, learning to see her as a sibling as well. Josh honestly hadn't seen the man in a few months and he was very curious to see how he was doing. Joseph was also teaching at Beauxbatons, so it was interesting how his best friend and his now-girlfriend-former-ex-girlfriend's-friend were teaching at the same school. They probably knew each other now and maybe even from before. Josh was just generally curious about the life of his friend since they were now successful adults - a large step up from the pranks and jokes they pulled at school together. Josh grinned as he stared at the setting of the night club. It looked ready for the evening, thanks to his newly hired bartenders and waitresses. It wasn't really a necessary addition but seeing as he went away for two weeks with Astrid, he needed extra supervision.

Running a hand once again through his hair, he loosened his tie a little and walked over behind the bar, pouring himself a gin and tonic and sitting on one of the stools, awaiting the opening. It was only six in the evening and they opened at eight thirty, so there was still plenty of time before the evening was to begin. His mind began to wander to the days when the club first opened, thinking of his excitement taking over from the previous owner - Adrian Lilly. The name now sounded slightly familiar to him, but he needn't ponder on it. A family name, uncommon but often heard over the din the of the music. He stared down at the glass, now nearly empty save for the ice, and then looked around the place. His staff were off for their dinner break and most had gone to the grub pub or into Paris. Others had remained in the staff break room, sound proof and comfortable to fit the needs of each of them. Josh considered himself a good manager, bringing in a few thousand galleons on weekends and more than a few hundred on an average week night. It was a Thursday night then, so he expected a rather fair turnout seeing as the weekend fast approached. He had just come from seeing Astrid that day as well, and he was over the moon. He forgot how women could sometimes have that effect on him. He also knew that Joseph would probably see right through him, possibly asking him to pace himself a little better.

Of course as always, Josh would ignore him for the first little bit and then punch himself realizing his friend was right. It was just the way of the world, wasn't it? Even back at Hogwarts the two shared a similar relationship. Josh honestly wouldn't give it up for the world over since friendship to him was more valuable than life itself. Gryffindors came with a strong sense of loyalty and goodness to them, he knew, and he was now glad to have been placed in that house over Hufflepuff. His romantic nature almost won over his ability to be a better friend than anything else. He glanced down at his watch and leaned back against the bar, the empty glass sitting neatly beside him as he awaited the arrival of his friend. Hopefully Joseph would stay long enough to perhaps meet a lovely lady at the bar, making the night more entertaining for both boys men.

TAGGED: joseph barrington
NOTES: omg new template :o

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[Joseph Barrington]

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding:0; margin: 0; background-image:url(http://i1029.photobucket.com/albums/y353/shockwavesyndrome/thisiswar.png);background-repeat:repeat-y;width: 450px;height:600px;] Typically on a night like this Joseph would bore himself with some reading and perhaps evening tea with his sister Constance. But to be in her company would be like nails on a chalkboard because the two just never got along. She's too serious and Joseph is way too laid back. What she doesn't realize is that his actions are done with the intention of integrating some playfulness and laughter into her boring life. Also because that is the way he shows his love for his family, by making them feel a little miserable. But since he cannot be with the rest of his family at their beach front this spring break, he might as well make the most of his break here interesting. That meant avoiding the majority of the students because he could care less about teenage drama, and immersing himself in the night scene, particularly the clubs so that he could meet women and drink a lot. So it was no surprise that he would make the trip to visit his best friend, practically his other half, at his own club. Joseph and Josh go way back in the day and well he was considered family to him. Like twins! Or brother from another mother. Joseph could go on about their friendship. So what he needed now was to hang out with his friend, have a few drinks, and enjoy the night away from school and his sister. He'll see her in the morning for breakfast anyway. He made sure to dress to impress tonight. Fixing his collar and then the rest of his outfit, he left the hair last. Feeling satisfied with his reflection in the mirror, he left taking the easy route to Rue de Paradis. Good thing he's used to the squeamish tug and pull from traveling through the portkey. Though depending on how inebriated he gets, Joseph might be staying the night. His blue eyes scanned the scene that was crowded by young teenagers and adults. It's like his mind could read the age of each person, which came in handy when he's trying to talk to a young beautiful gal. Jailbait is not on the menu tonight though. The night was still early, maybe too early to start partying, but he would get some time to catch up with Josh. Joseph strolled up to the Couru en Liberté, peeking inside first before entering. It wasn't hopping at the moment, but it wasn't even seven. Most clubs don't get busy until after nine and he would know from experience. Taking a gander around the club, his vision landed on his friend at the bar. A smile appeared across his lips as he approached the man and took a seat next to him. "You started without me man. The least you could've done was prepare scotch on the rocks for your buddy for when he comes in," he kidded. "So how's it going?" 489 words | Joshua | outfit this template was made by ZOE of caution 2.0 !

[joshua spencer .]

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Josh spotted a strapping gentleman enter the club as one of his employee's walked by, sweeping as he went. Joseph approached Josh who shot him a smirk before he was joined. His companion was a close friend of his, and he considered him his longest and best friend. Josh and Joseph, known for their antics back at Hogwarts, had been attached at the hip then. Once the two found themselves in the same city, they picked up as though nothing had really kept them apart. Unlike Josh, Joseph hadn't gone on extensive travels like a madman, and had a steady job as a Professor up at Beauxbatons with Josh's girlfriend, Astrid. He found himself spending more and more time up at the school than he had previously thought he would. Oh, how things have changed. In their youth, the two boys had certainly attempted to escape the confinements of Hogwarts when now Josh found himself gravitating towards the educational system of Beauxbatons. He half considered getting a job as a Professor himself, although he had no idea what to teach. Business probably wasn't an option up at the palace as it was. Regardless, he enjoyed the company of his friend and now that he was here to spend the evening with him, he figured there would be little talk of school and students, and more of lifestyle and adventures. He laughed at Joseph's comment. "You'd think this buddy of mine would be more grateful for a free scotch," he leaned over the bar and grabbed a glass, filling it with a few ice cubes before pouring some more scotch for his companion.

"Seems like that school is running you ragged with work," he joked, "You never have time to come visit your lowly friend who's having the time of his life." Josh liked to poke fun at those who were stuck up at the school, teaching students and spending their evenings sipping tea or grading papers. He liked how his lifestyle was a little more... loud. But even though that was the stereotypical thought of the Beauxbatons professors, he had, on more than one occasion, seen many of them come down here and let loose when there were no students allowed. He was certainly considering something like that one of these summer nights - give those professors a bit of a break and give them the chance to spend the night out without worrying about being spotted by one of their pupils, prepared to spread the word of their professor's promiscuity or recklessness. Josh knew all too well how that could destroy a career. Back at Hogwarts, he remembered catching a professor with a student and knew that he wouldn't ever have to attend a History of Magic lesson ever again. Things just worked out for him sometimes. Other times, like that time he got a T on his O.W.L.s for Muggle Studies... well, those weren't his finger moments. Yet, all of it seemed absolutely wonderful because of the friendship he had gained in Joseph. The two had met back in their first year as Gryffindors together. Sharing a room with one another and other boys sort of brought you all closer together in a way. Joseph, undoubtedly the leader of the pack, brought the lads together in their first year, the confident one to keep them from getting caught (in a way).

"You know, the last time I saw a Barrington down here must have been your sister. You need to get out more," he joked, taking a swig of his drink and filling it a little more. "It gets lonely with all the drinks and women. I need some companionship." he continued to laugh. Joseph and Josh... well, things certainly had changed. He wondered if he ought to mention Astrid to Joseph, seeing as he was his best mate. But sometimes he had to second guess the idea, wondering how much teasing he would get from the guy. It was normal that Joseph was there to keep him grounded from going on some whirlwind romance, but sometimes he wanted to keep the magic to himself a little while before he was brought back down to earth. Joseph, by no means, ruined his relationships. He kept Josh in line so he didn't constantly do spontaneous things, but rather kept things light and calm, avoiding a serious heartbreak. In a way, Josh needed Joseph to keep him serious about what was going on instead of pretending it was all a fairytale.

TAGGED: joseph barrington
NOTES: omg new template :o

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