 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
Nathan smiled sheepishly at Angelina. It seemed that she didn’t recognise him. They had shared many drinks in the Raven’s Claw and had the most bizarre conversation he had ever had, and she didn’t remember him… he’d been the one on the alcohol, hadn’t he? He breathed a sigh of relief when she eventually said his name. He wasn’t that forgettable it seemed.
“Seems like as good a way as any.” He replied with a shrug of the shoulders. “How are you?” he asked. “Still working on the Minister's wedding plans?”
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