 sorry guys, I'm out of town... doing my best to keep up Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
"Good to meet you, Kristofer," Donovan said as the newcomer sat down and introduced himself. Not big on nicknames as he certainly didn't like them on himself, he opted to call him by his given name. Wondering just what division the man worked in as he only knew that he didn't work in the Locked Room, he opened his mouth to ask but quickly shut it as Kate asked him what he was thinking. The Time Room. Nodding solemnly as Kristofer voiced the difficulties of the job, he remembered the accident they had in that division several months ago. But as he was unsure if the new employee was privvy to such information, he thought it best to keep his mouth shut. It was already bad enough that he had to drag his past self around Diagon Alley and had to keep the truth covered up. It was probably best not to bring it up again, even though they were all Unspeakables in the room.
Glancing back down at his paper, his eyes scanned a few of the articles and he frowned slightly as he looked over the Quidditch scores. He still could not get into the sport. It just wasn't the same as Quodpot. Looking up from his paper again, he watched with slightly narrowed eyes as Miss Springs and Mrs. Smilnog seemed to be getting along a little too well with their new Locked Room employee. Siiigh. If they were going to be extra flirtatious upon just meeting the man and they were only in the break room, Donovan did not want to think how they would behave under the effects of the Locked Room - it was almost like breathing in a low-dose love potion all day. Or maybe they were just still feeling the effects from being in the room for a long period without a break.
His eyes flickered back from the workers to his paper until he sat up with a start as he was startled by the sound of a slamming door. Donovan looked around curiously but noticed that it had not been one of his employees who had slammed the door - which was a good thing for he did not tolerate such unprofessional behavior in the workplace, even if it was the breakroom. But who it was he was unsure since he hadn't noticed anyone else enter the room having been a little too absorbed in the news. But now back to his employees.
Ahem.
"Edilson, why don't we go over a few things about the Locked Room before we go back?" Donovan said to the man sitting not too far away and gestured him over to his table. If they had any hope of getting much more work done they'd have to head back soon.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
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