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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie  What? Was Jorge inferring that since he was pea size in stature that he also had a pea sized brain and didn't KNOW that he needed a special potion?! WAS THAT A JAB AT HIS HEIGHT?! HMMMMM?
Which he did know, of course, but had clearly lost sight of logical thinking in his extended moments of panic. "Hand me the red bottle over there?" he asked while still scrubbing at his hands vigorously.
He WAS listening, by the way, just his undivided attention was on his hands and the murky water filling the sink thanks to the ink. Couldn't see his fishies because of it. Really disgusting stuff. "Do you mean attaching your name to articles? Because there are ways around that. You can come up with an alias that we can publish with your writing instead," he said, sort of not putting the full picture together yet because INK. "Unless you are saying you want to write the Bachelor of the Month column."
Part joke part serious inquiry. Although he was sure that Cameron would not appreciate Jorge taking over her precious column.
He just kind of watched not sure what to say or do for a moment, then when Basil said about getting him a red bottle Jorge looked around. Getting up he grabbed it and handed it to his boss. Wanting to make a remark about drinking early he decided the joke wouldn't be the best timing so he just sat back down.
See he can do self control pretty well.
He grew even more quiet as he thought over the editors words. He had never thought about going that route. "I was thinking about changing directions. Some of those stories, especially the one I'm writing at the moment are a bit more risky to get my information." He had been cursed a few hundred times dealing with some of these dark wizards. [b] "but that is an idea. I could still do the work, but the people wouldn't know I wrote it. Especially if it was a ministry one. I don't need Mariel's job to be in jeopardy just because I'm writing against the majority of the pathetic place. He had never been a ministry fan, everywhere he lived they were all the same.
His thoughts turned to annoyance and it showed on his face. "I don't care what I write, but I will not write about a desperate person trying to beg for a date. I'm not a gossip writer, if I was I'd go to the quibbler." He would never go that low.
"I've pushed my career since I was twenty and I've made a name for myself with my writing. I don't want that name to disappear if I change directions a bit. I still have goals of where I see myself in the future, so just because I'm starting a.. " okay so it was harder to say then he thought, still very new and weird. "a family doesn't mean I'm giving those up." He just wanted to make himself clear.
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