 Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie  Between his daughter going through A PHASE, his sons reaching THAT age and practically tearing down the walls of their home in anticipation for starting Hogwarts IN ANOTHER YEAR, and dodging owl secretions on his suits...it was a wonder the man did not have more grey hairs. Add the unsettling sensation that someone constantly had eyes on him...and Airey Flamsteed was overstretched like his body was going through spaghettification and speaking in Klingon much more these days. The latter of these was particularly unpleasant, though a rather niche audience so mostly it just seemed as though the department head was losing his marbles*
....which...well...
Presently he had business with the Minister, a report that could not be trusted to be delivered by anyone else, and was on his way to the lift when he saw his former pupil button mashing it. "It's not a video game, Mr. Paton. Pushing the button harder and faster will not speed the lift's arrival." Push. Push. Push, push, push, push!
This lift door was really trying his patience, which the blond knew he had very little of to begin with. The hand he wasn't using to push the button was itching to reach into his pocket for his wand and make quick work (Auror-style) of whatever malfunction the lift was having. With everything else going on in the Ministry, a properly working lift would have been a blessing.
But the wand remained in his pocket courtesy of a rather familiar voice. Immediately he stopped spamming the button and turned his head to face Flamsteed. Of course his former Astronomy professor would be the one to appear at this exact moment. It was almost like being at school all over again.
"I'm aware of that, sir," Frankie responded to the older man. "The lift isn't working." He left it at that, letting the seemingly broken lift speak for itself.
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