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DaniDiNardo · 09-13-2017, 03:59 PM

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Originally Posted by Schroyers

Tempest needed coffee! And despite the fact that the coffee on level 2 was possibly the worst coffee on the face of the planet earth it seemed a little easier to pretend it was good by adding a lot of sugar than to go somewhere else for a cup of that miraculous substance.

It had to get her through her day. IT. HAD. TO.

She wasn't sure why she was feeling down.. Maybe it was homesickness..
but ever since she woke up (Or rather her dog, Chewie woke her up) she'd felt in a bit of a down mood. Sluggish, tired. Not at all like her usual self. Then there was the letters from home, making her miss her city, her people!

Sure she'd made a few friends here.. There was Rod, who frankly she wished she had more time with but she understood how his job occupied his time. She considered River a bit of a friend too even though she hadn't spend much time with him. But she needed more friends.. Auror James had been friendly, could she be considered a friend? Hmm...

Perhaps the blonde was just lonely. She heard that was a thing that bothered other people.. It just hadn't gotten to her before.

Her eyes were beginning to hurt. Coming in early to get some of the extra paperwork filed had seemed like a good idea at the time but between settling a fussy kid and a mile of old arrest warrants, search warrants, leads both false and worth a second glance...she was in need of a serious break and possibly an idiot resisting arrest. Nothing quite like getting a few in before taking them to a cell.

Not nearly as willing to settle as her co-worker was, the young woman made her way to Level 3 (everyone knew Level 3 had the best coffee since the days of Aron Ashburry-Hawthorne) then made her way to the breakroom.

Lex kicked her feet up on the table--a habit she developed at her own desk back in the office and sipped appreciatively before turning those inquiring hazel eyes to her coworker. "Did'ja nick that from Level 3? If not, you're missing out." Head Auror by day, Level 3 coffee advocator in her spare time. Seemed legit.

"You look like death." She went on, casually observing. "Long night or a rough case?"

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DaniDiNardo MO & DMLE Crup Join Date: May 2012 Location: Over here! (GMT -5) Posts: 17,240 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ruth (Rae) Elliot Gryffindor First Year x12 x12	Yeah I broke that mirror, so what? ll NOT backward ll Official Gryfferin ll Lemon's favourite Quote: Originally Posted by Schroyers Tempest needed coffee! And despite the fact that the coffee on level 2 was possibly the worst coffee on the face of the planet earth it seemed a little easier to pretend it was good by adding a lot of sugar than to go somewhere else for a cup of that miraculous substance. It had to get her through her day. IT. HAD. TO. She wasn't sure why she was feeling down.. Maybe it was homesickness.. but ever since she woke up (Or rather her dog, Chewie woke her up) she'd felt in a bit of a down mood. Sluggish, tired. Not at all like her usual self. Then there was the letters from home, making her miss her city, her people! Sure she'd made a few friends here.. There was Rod, who frankly she wished she had more time with but she understood how his job occupied his time. She considered River a bit of a friend too even though she hadn't spend much time with him. But she needed more friends.. Auror James had been friendly, could she be considered a friend? Hmm... Perhaps the blonde was just lonely. She heard that was a thing that bothered other people.. It just hadn't gotten to her before. Her eyes were beginning to hurt. Coming in early to get some of the extra paperwork filed had seemed like a good idea at the time but between settling a fussy kid and a mile of old arrest warrants, search warrants, leads both false and worth a second glance...she was in need of a serious break and possibly an idiot resisting arrest. Nothing quite like getting a few in before taking them to a cell. Not nearly as willing to settle as her co-worker was, the young woman made her way to Level 3 (everyone knew Level 3 had the best coffee since the days of Aron Ashburry-Hawthorne) then made her way to the breakroom. Lex kicked her feet up on the table--a habit she developed at her own desk back in the office and sipped appreciatively before turning those inquiring hazel eyes to her coworker. "Did'ja nick that from Level 3? If not, you're missing out." Head Auror by day, Level 3 coffee advocator in her spare time. Seemed legit. "You look like death." She went on, casually observing. "Long night or a rough case?" __________________ Imma say all the words inside my head____________________________________ ______________________________I'm fired up and tired of the way that things are said.