 Eureka ^_^ ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Sachin was tired and frustrated. He’d spent the last few days in India but they were nowhere close to catching whomever was or were stealing those phoenixes. And so far, the Brits hadn’t been much help but he was hopeful that that fact would change. He was here at the Ministry on official business - to give an update, and receive one - plus since he was here, he did get to see the husband whom he missed very, very much. As the Muggle saying went: killing two birds with one stone. Only in this instance, it was three.
The Ambassador made a face as that familiar mixture of odor hit him as he chose to walk along the corridors of the other mid level departments before eventually coming to DIMC. You know… he was hoping to walk out some of his frustration. Right hand in his pants pocket, he used his left to rumple his hair, leaving it in a mess.
All he could think about were the phoenixes. |