 Ama!Nabs IS NAMED MINHO & Is SO Black Panther Right Now
Truthfully, Daphne should have been more excited for another day at work. The bounce she wished she had in her step was absent and instead the blond looked as put-together and calm as she always did. Her job had been infinitely less exciting than she thought it would have been. Of course, she should have known, that one didn't start blasting off memories into hyperspace on their first week as a Junior Obliviator. There was plenty of time later--right?
She stepped into the atrium of the Ministry, careful to pick away whatever remaining dust clung to her attire from having traveled via Floo Powder. Daphne would have to reconsider her mode of transportation. It was getting entirely too tiresome and it did nothing for her appearance. Upon reaching the Golden Gates, Hopton was surprised to see a familiar face. She blinked and had begun to move on, determined to believe she was seeing things. Surely not. It was impossible.
It wasn't, though and she stopped mid-stride. "Plymouth?" she greeted dubiously. "I won't ask if that is you because that much is obvious. You're standing right in front of me. I don't want to sound redundant or stupid."
And she wasn't right now? "What are you doing here?" asked Daphne to Plymouth's name tag. "There are stickers in your name." |