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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack 
Even though it had been a couple of months, Zander still felt very out of place. It was probably his own fault for cooping himself up in his cubicle just about every day for the first month or so... But he really wanted to make sure he did a good job. This was his first adult job and he needed it to work out. And it was really hard to make friends in the real world??? This wasn't like Hogwarts, he couldn't just chat up his cubicle mate. Everyone already had their friends. Which was what made him so nervous. How do you even talk to fellow employees???
Case and point.
"Uh, Seven," he nodded before taking a sip of his drink. Games and Sports, did he need to say that part? Because Zander didn't recognize the rest of the levels by their number yet..B.
But for all he knew, this guy could be like a ministry veteran or something. And Zander wasn't about to offend anyone. "You?"
Oh, also. "I'm Zander by the way," was he supposed to hold out his hand??? Was this a handshake moment??? The blonde wasn't sure, but he stuck out his hand anyway.
Geez.
There still was hesitance, but at least there was an answer. That was a point in his favor at least, the potioner musing as he sipped on his coffee. Seven…that was games and sports Gideon believed. The department some might have expected him to go into after school given his proclivity for quidditch in his years at Hogwarts. But he had continued to be led by his passion for potions right into the Accidents and Catastrophes department. “I’m up on Level 3,” he answered, supplying his own floor.
And there was the introduction, something Gideon realized he himself had missed. “Gideon…” he supplied, accepting the offered hand and giving it a polite shake before releasing it. Another step down in this act of conversation…perhaps it could work to continue. “So…Games and Sports…” he absently mused over the lip of his mug, covering up the biting of the inside of his cheek. It wasn’t like he himself was the master conversationalist. “What led you to the department?” Weren’t likes and interests another form of conversation icebreakers. And wasn’t it usually something you liked or were good at that led you to work someplace?
So maybe his Slytherin cunning was working.
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