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Sylvester nodded, "I wouldn't dare miss something that important, otherwise I'd just be handing Layla Dacosta excuses to fire me," he sniggered.
Truebridge? Hm. No ta. Sylvester chose to just ignore the correction and merely smiled in response. Definitely Bunbury, yep.
As Sylvester continued talking to the redhead, he couldn't help but imagine her mind was elsewhere. Probably picturing her and her family in the house he'd just offered them. Why had he done that again? Wasn't he supposed to be... ya know, a cruel son-of-a blast-ended skrewt?
Sylvester only noticed the time when Annie enquired about him sending over the keys and things. They certainly had been talking. He stood from his seat, in preparation for the goodbyes, agreeing that he would send the keys over to her as soon as he got home. "Check the place out and if it is not to your... or Ethan's," grumble grumble, "taste just let me know and send the keys back."
He would normally open his arms for another hug in farewell, but having already successfully obtained THREE from Annie so far in the space of an hour or so, he didn't want to push his luck. Although, he was half tempted to see what she would do if he did try to sneak in a fourth.
"It was really nice seeing you again, Annie. I'm pleased your at least back in the country, even if you are going to be a little more North than I'd prefer. We'll at least see more of each other this way, though. I'll owl you in a couple of weeks to have lunch or something before term starts and you get swamped with work," he smiled. It felt good to have her around again. "Until then, Annie! Keep in touch," he almost stepped forward for a hug, but remember at the last second and retained his position, putting on his biggest smile as a substitute farewell offering.
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When I look into the
MIRROR OF ERISED
all that I see is
YOU
*wink*
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