 slothyke
Bowling. Bowling was fun if you were a fool or a child, but Alberta was neither and so it wasn't. Yet here she was. In the spirit of meeting her coworkers, or something along those lines. Or because it would most likely be frowned upon, not showing up as the new employee.
Three cheers for socialising with new coworkers you did not care about in the slightest and what looked like terribly greasy food. If this was their way of saying "welcome to the Ministry of Magic", Alberta wasn't sure she was at the right place.
But bowling it was. Not one for bright colours and deciding it would work least awful best with the black dress she was wearing, Bertie chose the black shirt, giving herself a quick reminder not to hex anyone who thought it might be hilarious to suggest she join the polka-dotted Bertie Bott team. The joke had stopped being funny about 28 years ago.
Now that that had been taken care of she supposed she should figure out who exactly was on her team or who her new coworkers were. Yay...
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