 • HuffleStud • Knight of The Zodiac • Manly Beard-Grower • Cicatrice de Harry •
Kingston was just about finished with his delectable snackmeal getting up to wash up his hands when he noticed the pile of brooms on the floor. Hmm... why are these here? He thought. Unless the break room was expected to be converted into the new office for Broom regulation. That was when the room was no longer empty.
"Hello there," He smiled at (Rose) who first asked him about the brooms status. So clearly she was meant to collect them given she was about reach out for them. The question now was how they ended up here before even knowing they were safe, "I would wait a moment there, these brooms aren't meant to be in here." Drawing out his wand. He debated on how this should be handled when his boss arrived, "Morning Aurora, I was starting to wonder if this room was being converted into the new broom inspection office." Here he was enjoying some sweets and low behold brooms right under his nose.
Though his expertise was in floos, something didn't seem right with this, "Don't they look a little... different?" Asking either of them. He couldn't quite place it. His brief experiences with brooms stood out enough to where an unsettling feeling came about his usually happy man.
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