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Govoni · 08-02-2015, 08:02 AM

SPOILER!!: Tegz!

Not expecting anyone to join her, the blonde had pulled out a little something to read while she enjoyed her lunch; glasses carefully perched on the bridge of her nose as she perused the material. She wasn't an antisocial lady; she enjoyed talking to people...but it was rare to be approached at this time of day.

Perhaps...because she'd never ate her lunch in the Food Court. Their breakroom (on Level 3) didn't allow much space for fraternizing. It was more an 'eat and go' situation.

"Oh, Rusty. Yes, of course." She quickly rearranged her tray, water bottle, and newspaper to give him more space, offering a smile. Rusty was a lovely, oblivious man. Bless him.

08-02-2015, 08:02 AM	#114 (permalink)
Govoni MO & DMLE Blast-Ended Skrewt Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: Dragonstone Posts: 15,583 Hogwarts RPG Name: Lyric Bayliss-Black Slytherin Fourth Year x12 x12	*slack worm, yo* Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese SPOILER!!: Tegz! Quote: Originally Posted by Tegz Rusty was excellent at making lunches for his daughter, but since she'd been at Beauxbatons he'd got out of the habit of making packed lunches for himself, so more often than not he had to venture away from level 3 to feed himself. Today he wasn't going far, just to the cafeteria and it was good enough for him, and really he had too much paperwork to warrant going further afield. Loaded up with two chicken salad sandwiches, several chocolate chip cookies, and a large banana smoothie, he looked around for a place to sit. Eventually he spotted one of his coworkers from DMAC and since she was sitting alone and most of the other tables were filling up fast he figured planting himself there wouldn't hurt. Assuming she didn't mind. Was that a bad assumption? Hmm. Just to be sure, he asked even as he placed his food down on the table. "Mind if I sit, Marilyn?" Because he was sitting in 3.... 2.... Not expecting anyone to join her, the blonde had pulled out a little something to read while she enjoyed her lunch; glasses carefully perched on the bridge of her nose as she perused the material. She wasn't an antisocial lady; she enjoyed talking to people...but it was rare to be approached at this time of day. Perhaps...because she'd never ate her lunch in the Food Court. Their breakroom (on Level 3) didn't allow much space for fraternizing. It was more an 'eat and go' situation. "Oh, Rusty. Yes, of course." She quickly rearranged her tray, water bottle, and newspaper to give him more space, offering a smile. Rusty was a lovely, oblivious man. Bless him. __________________ We live in cities you'll *never* see onscreen..._______________________________________________ So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a *palace, within our dreams...____________ We're on each other's team*._____