Benjy furrowed his brow out of confusion as his wife didn't answer his question. What was up with her right now...? Sitting quietly and eating his lunch, he studied his wife and how giddy she seemed to be... how madly in love... That was it!! Love potion...

"Hey, honey, by any chance did you start the love potions today?" He asked in a bit of a singsong voice, hoping that it would get her to talk.

Sky smiled before widening her eyes. "Yes, how did you know!?" She stopped eating smiling his singsong voice was so adorable. "Everyone did, did I forget to tell you? I must have forgot..." Sky looked around. She took a bite of her sandwich when he was staring at her...

Although she was perfectly all right with him staring at her she had to get something in her stomach all this gawking was making her hungry!

A chuckle rumbled out of his mouth. He usually got that kind of reaction when he told people what he used to do for a living. "I travelled the world, riding the waves for competition." Oh yeah, they were some good times. "I made some decent cash out of it."

No he wasn't one for rules. His profession as a surfer would attest to that. While he was good at sports, even muggle ones, he wouldn't have been half as good if he hadn't used a few charms to help him get to the top. Oliver grinned back at Alysson. "I think you already know the answer to that." No doubt William had told her a story or two about him.

When they reached the seating area, Ollie pulled out a chair for her before sitting down in the seat opposite her. He had to laugh though at what she said. "Oh come now. It's not like I want names or anything." He leaned forward a little, an amused smile upon his lips. "Just making conversation."

She was trying new things... that was it. She was trying.

Emily had tried not working so much and spent portions of her weekends and weeknights doing nothing. She'd tried sleeping more and running less, she'd tried leaving her office for all tea and lunch breaks -- granted that part she failed at on most days, and she was trying to be more sociable, sort of - at least, she was with the people that mattered. On top of all that, she was trying to limit her caffeine intake each day, and so instead of her triple-shot black with a hint of cream and sugar, she had a rather colourful pomegranate juice. Yes, it was ridiculous, she knew she looked ridiculous... she could feel the peoples eyes on her, judging her for the offensive pinky-red drink in her hand. At least she'd had half a mind to ditch the silly curly straw.

Sipping at her drink, Emily took the opportunity to check the time on her wrist watch before scanning the food court. She was actually looking forward to catching up with Vic, it'd been too long since she'd seen the blonde.

Victoria made her way to the food court. She knew she was a little late, but it took her some time to waddle anywhere anymore. As she entered the area she glanced around for the familiar face she was meeting. Hand on her belly she took a deep breath, goodness these girls didn't stop it seemed.

Seeing her friend she made her way over to where she was sitting. "Hello Emily, how are you today?" Sitting down she pulled out her water and took a sip. "You weren't waiting long were you? It tends to take me a little longer these days." She chuckled and looked at Emily's drink. "Something different about your coffee there Emily." Giving a small smile, "What is that? It looks refreshing." Maybe she should get one as well.

It was tangy. The pink drink was tangy, this was proving to be an interesting experience. She wasn't sure if she liked it yet, and didn't get to think on it for much longer as she noticed Victoria approach. Wow.. she was round. Round round, about to pop round. "Vic, hey it's been a while," she greeted, smiling widely. She shook her head, brows narrowed as if what she said was ridiculous, which it was. "I just got here, and please, I'm not surprised," she said gesturing to the woman's belly. "How far along are you now?"

She'd actually forgotten about the pinky redness and the tangy flavour, but at Vic's comment, she stared down at the pomegranate juice. "Err, yeah... pomegranate juice.. I'm trying new things," she explained with a shrug. Frankly she wasn't sure if it was going to work out. Coffee was just too great a love for her. "Want some?" she offered, pushing the glass across the table.

Victoria smiled, "Yes it really has been way to long. How have you been? How's the new position?" She was very interested in how Emily's new position was going. She had not been paying much attention what was going on outside of her department and baby planning lately, but she had that one man show up in her office not that long ago looking for things. "Oh.." She chuckled looking down at her belly and placing a hand on it. "Looks like I'm a side of a house doesn't it. I'm thirty four weeks, so almost there." She really was at a point of ready even if she knew the closer to forty weeks the better.


Trying new things, "Trying new things can be fun but what's brought this new change on?" Was there a reason or just bored with the old routines. Victoria could respect bored with the old routines even if she would love a boring routine for once in her life as of lately. "Pomegranate juice?" Well that was an interesting choice. She watched as the glass was slide her way, why not picking it up and taking a sip. "Well that's not bad, maybe a switch would be good. I haven't been able to drink coffee since getting pregnant. The smell has made me feel sick." So maybe she should try some new drinks while she still wasn't drinking her caffeinated ones.

Emily inclined her head one way, and then the other, "I'm as good as ever," she reported. There wasn't anything she could really complain about, in fact, things could only be described as being better than previously. Her new position was a contributing factor to that, but in no way was it the sole contributing factor to her contentedness. "The new position's great, demanding, but I like a good challenge. Everything alright on level seven?" She watched as Victoria placed her hand on the bump. It was a big bump, to say she looked like the side of a house wasn't that far off of accurate. "Considering your housing twins," see what she did there? "I'm surprised you're not bigger." Then again, weren't twins typically smaller than single babies due to the need to share nourishment as well as the issue of limited space? It was a thought. "That's close, you must be excited." It was a statement, not a question. How could anyone carrying twins not be excited to approach the end of it all?

She watched to see Vic's reaction to the juice. It wasn't bad, it just wasn't.. well it wasn't good. "I don't know..." she considered in response to Vic's question. "It's just been happening.. " she was coerced, that's what it was. "A mutual friend of ours started it," she added, because yes, she blamed Gavin. She blamed him for a lot of things recently. Her cloudy judgement, time wasting, and now this. He never told her to stop drinking coffee, and in fact he'd supported that habit by indulging her with their morning routine, but he was getting her doing things she wouldn't do under normal circumstances.

Wait. Hold up.

"You haven't been able to drink coffee?" she echoed. Merlin. She knew pregnancies were bad, but that was just beyond bad. How people functioned without a morning dose of joe was beyond her. She was far more pleasant to be around after a cup. "You can have that if you like it," she added, nodding at the juice. She decided she wasn't a fan of the after taste, she'd grab something else on the way back up to the office.

Victoria smiled brightly at Emily it was great to here that she was doing so well. That was fantastic news. It was always so nice when a friend was doing well. “We never went to celebrate your promotion we should do that maybe after the twins are born so I could properly celebrate.” It wouldn’t be that much longer now and she would have plenty of hands to help out at home. It would be easy to sneak away for a few hours. Level seven she chuckled, “Probably the quietest department in the building. I never see too much action going on there, just busy busy.” Maybe she just wasn’t social enough and kept to her work, but it was a pretty quiet area. “Some world cup stuff, but other than that not much excitement right now.” Glancing at her stomach again she laughed so she did look as big as she felt good to know. “Yes I don’t think the girls could push me out any further.” Browns eyes glancing up she laughed, “Emily don’t wish that on me it could happen. They are still growing even if I have six weeks left.” Wow six weeks seemed so far away, but at the same time so soon. “It is exciting I’ll be happy to be holding them soon. I’m just not sure they are ready for the zoo that is my house.” All the people they will be living with. She didn’t need to go to the circus she lived it.


A mutual friend? Victoria gave her a questioning look. There was only certain friends you changed for or at least in Vic’s experience her friends had changed for. “Emily are you interested in a guy? Is that what this is about.” She leaned a bit forward until well her belly got in the way, “Who is the lucky man?” She wanted all the details about this certain special someone that was making Emily try juice instead of coffee. She smiled in thank you and took another sip it was very refreshing really just what she needed after the walk here.

Of course that was the reaction she thought she would get, it would be her own reaction if someone would say she wasn’t going to be drinking it only months ago, “I know it’s been rough, but the smell of it. At the beginning it just made me have to rush off to the bathroom and now it just still turns my stomach. Quick fix to making myself drink more water I guess, but don’t worry the minute these two are out and my sense of smell is back I am going to have a few cups.” Chuckling, yep she’d probably have her first one while still at the hospital.

Victoria's enthusiasm and optimistic approach to life was one of those things she found to be the most interesting about her. She'd never thought to celebrate the promotion at all, it was an accomplishment, a step up... but she didn't think it was worth celebrating. She hardly knew who to celebrate with, to begin with. "I thought the Orientation did that..." you know, two birds, one stone. Meet and greet and be all yay about the new position? At least, that's the way she saw it. "But I suppose I can't say no to a night out." Well, she could... but that would hardly get her anywhere with people, and considering she was supposed to be a people person now, she had a lot of work to do. Emily couldn't believe for a single second though, that Games and Sports was the quietest department, weren't they, supposed to be the rowdiest? "I don't see how any level with Ellis can be quiet," it was just nonsensical. Then again, she supposed if they had World Cup stuff on, he'd be off doing his PR duties.

Emily chuckled lightly, raising her hands in mock defense. "My bad..." she hoped she hadn't inadvertently jinxed her friend. It wasn't as if Victoria could grow any more, not unless she was aided by a swelling solution, surely. Surely! "I'll cross my fingers for you," she added as an after thought. She didn't believe in luck, but she knew others did, and it was good social practice to wish people luck with these things...
"Things are hectic at home then?" What with the whole zoo analogy. What that would actually look like, she didn't have the faintest idea. With the exception of her time at Hogwarts, she hadn't lived with many people, and even the ones that were around, weren't always present.

It was a good thing Victoria had accepted her drink, because if it had still been in front of her, she would have likely knocked it over... or something. Victoria's unexpected question about guys threw her. Threw her!

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...

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What?

WHAT?

Lucky man?

It took a moment for all the questions to sink in. Men, interest and lucky were some of the key terms which stuck out to her. "Eeerrrr..." was all she could manage to begin with. This was exactly the reason why she didn't often talk to women, they were... monsters. So nosy, and so relationship focused. But it did make her wonder if other people, Victoria aside, thought the same thing. "No... I don't date." No relationships. She didn't have time for that sort of thing. See.

She was only too pleased to move on from that, and focus on other things. Coffee, now that, she could talk about, only she was again distracted. Loss of smell too? Honestly, why did women subject their bodies to torture like that?
"That sounds awful, I don't know how you manage. Really, I don't."

Victoria couldn’t help but shake her head “Oh nonsense, the orientation was just a formal job required thing. This was a promotion you worked hard for and fully deserved. It deserves a celebration.” She should be very proud of her accomplishments which Vic hoped she was, but she needed to know others were happy for her as well and what kind of friend would she be if she didn’t recognize such a great accomplishment. “Good.. good, we will have a set a date to do something fun. Maybe Mariel would want to come as well.” Did she know Mariel? Well if she didn’t she should. She found herself giving a small shrug, “I don’t’ know it just has been. People are busy with their own things, either that or my scheduling and event planning with different teams has me not noticing.” She had been trying to gather up dates to make the big calendar again, maybe she just wasn’t noticing enough around the office.


Laughing a bit Victoria shook her head, “It’s fine really.. I know I’m looking like I’m ready to pop, but as long as their healthy I’m fine looking so big. After the scare at the very beginning, I’ll gladly look like a house for another six weeks.” or maybe sooner if they felt it was time to come , but they needed to wait a little longer just to be safe. Were things hectic at home, taking another sip of the juice she laughed, “We have two boys between us and his nephew things are never dull.” She sighed a bit frustrated, “Luc, Charely’s nephew is now in our custody after his parents got themselves in a little bit of trouble.” She still wasn’t sure she was believing most of it, but it wasn’t for her to decide now was it. “So he’s been home and well Bart was expelled so he’s now home. So two boys in the house before we thought we would have any. Soon Wade will be back from Hogwarts so it will be a full house again.” She loved when they were all home, but her peace and quiet time was way over. “Oh and let’s not forget Bart’s tendency to bring frogs into the house and their dog Shadow.” Giving a smile she wouldn’t change any of it really.
Oh.. had she? Maybe?

She thought she might have offended Emily, “I. didn’t mean to imply anything. Just curious was all. Change is never a bad thing really. So if you are doing it on your own. I just thought when you said mutual friend that maybe it was for.. oh never mind. What friend was this by the way?” She wasn’t sure which mutual friend, did they even have many? She maybe shouldn’t assume again, but Emily not dating, she couldn’t figure out why. She was a lovely person and so pretty guys were probably always trying to date her. Chuckling with a shrug, “You just do really, if something made you want to rush off to the rest room to lose whatever it was you had just eaten would you not manage to stay away?” At least that’s how she worked, but maybe Emily was different.

No? So no two birds with one stone? That was a shame... but it wasn't unexpected. Most people didn't count work functions as proper functions. As it were, she did, only because both were few and far between. "Okay, okay... I concede. Name the time and place and I'll be there." That much, she could commit to, even if celebrating things she's done or achieved felt weird and out of place. So weird. "Sure," Emily nodded, who this Mariel person was, she didn't know.. but the more the merrier, right? That was how the saying went. "Mmm, perhaps, I suppose quiets not such a bad thing," she mused. It was hardly quiet on level two, but the productive buzz around the office was always appreciated, on the off chance things did go quiet, it left her wandering why people had stopped actually doing things. It wasn't a good sign.

It pleased her that Vic was laughing, it meant she hadn't put her foot in it, so she managed a grin of her own, leaning back in her seat and feeling marginally more relaxed. Vic was one of the few women she actually bothered to befriend, but the woman was pregnant, and there were hormones involved, so she hadn't been sure of what she could expect from the catch up. So far, no concerns. "I can only imagine, and I'm so glad it's all coming together for you. The next few weeks will fly, I'm sure." Time always did. Too fast sometimes.
Circus. Yep, now she understood. "What'd Bart get expelled for?" Because frankly she was amused, especially if he was the type to play pranks, and considering he brought frogs into the house, well, it wasn't a stretch of the imagination to think what mischief he could have been up to. "I see what you mean though... and seriously, good luck." Like really, good luck. There wasn't much she could offer her friend in terms of help, but, "if you ever need to lock them up for a day or two, I'm sure we could accommodate." You know. Worst case scenarios. On the brink of insanity or a nervous break down... Cells were handy for that. Super handy.

"It's fine... really," she said, brushing it off with a wave of her hand. She needed to learn to stop being surprised when people suggested such things to her. It wasn't the first time, and she had a feeling it wouldn't be the last. "Gavin Isaacs," she informed, she'd have joked about him being the tall handsome one, but didn't want to be giving her the wrong idea, again, go figure. She would only be telling the truth though. She wasn't into the whole dating thing, but she had eyes.

Emily had to consider her next point carefully.. for some reason, she couldn't imagine giving up coffee completely. Even if it made her physically sick. It hadn't stopped her from consuming pack after pack of Bertie Botts when she was before school age, and that had resulted with her having her head in the toilet on a number of occasions. More so from the unfortunate flavours than the actual sugar content, but it was the same principle. Emily just nodded and grunted in response.

Heather grabbed a purple chair and plopped down in it occupying an empty table. All she had was a cup of coffee, but with everything going on these days with work and other things, food was nothing but a dream. She leaned back taking the front to legs off the floor as she sipped on her beverage which, thanks to the pound of whipped cream, was not hot but a perfect mild warm.

She had her back to a corner as to not be approached by someone she didn't know because she wasn't entirely too comfortable with strangers sneaking up on her. She stared around the room trying to phase out for a few before heading back up to her desk where she would struggle to read over notes that caused her a headache so bad that not even a potion could cure it. Just coffee.

Victoria smile grew, “Oh I know the perfect place. There is a nice little restaurant that is over near where I use to live before moving in with Charely. Mariel and I use to go for drinks after work. It has great food and great wine or stronger if you don’t like wine.” She wasn’t sure what Emily’s drink was, but it didn’t matter this place had it. “I’ll have to figure out days with Charely when he can be home with the kids, which isn’t too hard, he doesn’t mind at all. “ No Charely enjoyed spending time with the kids, so she knew he wouldn’t care if she went out. Happy when she agreed to invite Mariel she wasn’t sure if the two had met before, but they should. “No I don’t think so at least. It’s easier to get work done when no one else is around distracting you.” She had the occasional distraction from a Gobstone employee, but that distraction carried over to home with him. “So any big things going on in your department, I had a visit from one of your workers I would think looking around the other day.” What was his name again.


She agreed with the weeks flying by it seemed they already were, “Yes I think they will. I’m feeling about ready to be done here too though. I might take some vacation time before my maternity leave starts. I’m just so exhausted by the end of the day and my feet are swelling now.” Which was not a pretty sight at all. Cankles did not look good on her.


Good luck was that even possible at a house full of boys. She wasn’t sure but laughed anyway, “I think I’ll need it, but I think these two girls are going to have all those boys wrapped around their fingers in no time.” Her guys were all boys, but she could see them all melting with the look of two baby girls. Now explaining this.. How did one do that, she laughed of course, it was over everyone was safe so it could be laughed about now. “Well my creative child” insert head shaking and sarcasm “decided it would be fun to mix some extra ingredients into a fireworks potion and add exploding snaps. The cauldron took off exploding in the middle of the classroom blowing up the lab.” She shook her head, “No one was seriously hurt thank Merlin, just some burn paste applied to a few including the professor.” Good luck to any potions professor in this boy’s future. “I think he’s going to be an experimental potioner one day. That or working with frogs somewhere, but I still keep hoping that phase will go away.” The frogs really did drive her a bit nuts. She thought a few moments and laughed, “Maybe it would be good for Bart to see the inside of a cell might take you up on that one day.” She might need to before he ended up in one on his own.


She said it was fine, but Victoria still felt a little bad, she shouldn’t be so nosy, but she couldn’t help it when it came to her friends and the name Emily said next made it even harder. Her eyes widened and so did her smile, “Gavin” Oh this could be fun, “Gavin is a very good friend actually.” Well she considered him one at least. “I’m so glad he doesn’t hold that silly love potion over my head from a year ago. It really was crazy.” Falling for him and making him so uncomfortable. “I swear the man would be such a great catch for anyone if he wasn’t so damn uncomfortable with touching.” Even just the slightest brush of the arm sent the man running away.

Emily was happy enough to humour Victoria with this celebration idea, it would make for an interesting night, that was certain. "Sounds good," she mused upon hearing of the food and drinks. She could live with that, she liked both. "Any night will work for me, I'm.. flexible." She had no other commitments, rarely made plans, so unless there was a work related emergency, then she would be fine. Distractions distractions, noise wasn't all that distracting, it depended on the source. Most noise she could block out at will, but there were some she couldn't... and wouldn't. Any big things? Emily let out a small sigh. "There are always big things," she commented, not elaborating... she didn't much like talking about the details of her work, for the most part, it was classified. "Oh, whom?" she asked, curious. She could only think of a few who would need to look around, but considering they had the exceptionally good coffee, it could have been anyone. She wasn't one for making assumptions.

If there was one thing Emily could really appreciate about Victoria, was her ability to hold and run with conversation, because she was clearly lacking in that skill. Emily was however, a good listener, and that she did. "You should definitely take more time off, between twins and your circus situation, you'll need it..." and it was probably an idea not to spend that time at said circus... "get away for a bit, stay at a nice bed and breakfast in the country or something."

Bart's antics got a laugh out of her. Experimental potioneer, now that she could only imagine. One the one hand it was all highly entertaining - minus the potential for catastrophe - but considering nobody was gravely injured, it was fine. Though she did wonder if the boy would manage to get through school long enough to be come one. "So I take it he'll be starting at a new school next year?" Which one would have the pleasure this time? She chuckled lightly as Victoria went along with her cell idea. "My door's always open.. and I have some charming hit wizards and YATI that could make him feel comfortable." Interrogate him a bit, stare and make him see the reality of potential consequences.

Emily was observant, it was in her nature, and Vic's widening smile and eyes didn't no unnoticed. Should she have said that? Vic's positive and chatty nature soon dismissed any concerns she might have had regarding sharing this information. They were all friends. "Mine too," she agreed. He was good friend material, he didn't take any crap, he wasn't emotional, he was pleasant on the eyes and so easy to converse with. The latter being quite significant considering she didn't converse well with most. Emily couldn't help but smirk at the mention of all the love potion business, she remembered Gavin mentioning it, "yeah, I heard you attacked his face," she made a sarcastic tsk tsk tsk sound. It was highly amusing though, simply because it was him. "Oh, he can be comfortable," Emily let out, "provided it's on his own terms." She still hadn't forgotten that long moment in which he was holding her chin - very comfortably invading her personal space. It must have seemed so strange anyone who saw them. Heck, it was strange from where she had been sitting.

Ryan was walking around the ministry when he decided that he was going to sit down and have a cup of coffee. He was looking around for somewhere to sit when he suddenly saw a lady sat on her own. He hadn't spoken to anyone for ages and was bored just staying on the seventh floor. "How are you today?" Ryan asked the woman as he walked over to her. "Mind if I join you?"

Heather was pulled from her mind wandering by a man that she had never met and she stared at him. In his hand he held coffee and she shrugged. "I'm okay," she said nudging a chair toward him. "Of course you can join me." Just stay on your side of the table, she though gripping her own cup closer to herself.

Had she really become so withdrawn from society that she was afraid of a single human being. Not really afraid, more weary. She put a small polite smile on her face. "So...you are?" She hadn't received a name just two questions that she had already answered. "How are you?" Er...was that a good question to ask. She guessed it was anyway. He had asked her.

Ryan looked at the woman as he sat down. "I'm glad." He smiled as he sipped some of his coffee and then he realised that he hadn't introduced himself. That was really bad of him. "I'm sorry, where are my manors. I'm Ryan Smith I work on the seventh floor." She knew what department right so he didn't have to say anything about that.

"I'm fine." Ryan smiled as he sipped a bit more of the coffee. "So what have you been doing lately?" Ryan had no idea what else to ask and he didn't want to ask for her name in case she thought it was rude so he had come up with the next best question he could think of.

Heather nodded and gave her coffee a sip. She rocked back and forth on the two legs of the chair and gave him a small smile. "Second floor," she said disclosing her department. Maybe that would explain to him why she was acting a little...odd. It explained a lot to her.

"Searching for a variety of important things." Yes, that disclosed some information but not all information. It did bring a smile to her face though, at the casual way the conversed with one another. Almost as if they had been friends for a long time. "How has your work been going?"

Still no name. Not yet.

Ryan listened to what the woman was saying and smiled. "That sound awesome." He had no idea what else to say so he stopped, and still she hadn't give him her name so he just decided to leave it for now maybe she would give him it later.

"Well I've been researching a lot." Yeah that sounded about right, he didn't want to bore her with details of what he had been doing and also he didn't want to give too much information away either. "So what you doing this weekend?" Ryan decided he might as well ask her and if she thought he was being rude or annoying she could always ask him to stop, everyone else did.

"It's fun at times. Just really tiring when it slows down." Heather kept leaned back in her chair. Her coffee was cooling and that wasn't a good sign. Meant she would have to head back to the office pretty soon.

She gave a shrug. "I don't really hang out with people much. Kind of became a loner a couple years ago. Gave an attempt at living like a muggle. Failed in a way but it was a really interesting learning experience. Ever since I came back I just don't have much contact with anybody. Why? Did you want to do something?" She wouldn't mind, as long as he wasn't like a killer in disguise. It'd be a nice break from her empty house anyway.

Bradley made his way over to the seating area and collapsed in the chair. It had been a long day of work...and it was only about half over. He'd already eaten so there he sat. Just relaxing and getting off of his feet. Kids were crazy.

He shifted in the seat. Man they could've made these chairs more comfortable. But he wasn't going to complain right now because the food court was crowded and it was a seat. He wasn't going to complain about a seat right now.

Stepping into the seating area stephen inhaled a deep breath somehow he was in a pleasant mood. Maybe it was due to starting a new chapter or maybe the fact that the girls around her were more than enough to satisfy any fantasy he could have ever imagined...it was probably the latter.

He quirked his head to the side as he saw a dude basically fall into his chair. Honestly the guy looked run down. Might as well try and lighten the fella's mood

He swiftly made his way over to his destination,keeping tabs on a particular blonde he saw sitting at corner with some others. He was really going to enjoy himself here

He grabbed a chair turned it backwards then straddled it,now fully facing the dude he addressed him with his trademark hundred watt smile

Hey man you look like crap, I'm Stephen
He then stretched out his hand.

Bradley was drawn out of his thoughts as he heard the chair across from him moving on the floor. He couldn't help but smirk at the man's comment. Reminded him of something he would say. You know, before he became responsible for the health and care of a bunch of kids. All right. He'd still probably say something like that. But shhh. He was an adult now.

"I definitely feel like it. Bradley." He wasn't even going to tell him to call him Brad. See. He was growing up. Even if he still preferred going by Brad. He shook Stephen's hand firmly before leaning back in his chair.

After shaking his new acquaintances he returned his hand to the top of his chair back.
I understand man,work can be tough.Well that wasn't exactly true he didn't really understand after all he was known to shrug off work whenever he decided he needed a break(which was quite often), It wouldn't do to stress himself out and ruin his gorgeous face.

Tell you what if your done working for the day i'll buy you a round of beer,by the way cool if i call you brad? Speaking of coquettes the blonde he had seen early was leaving though not before sending a smile his way-not surprising that she'd taken notice.he sent a wink her way making a note to find her soon. He then turned back to brad waiting expectantly for his answer. He really could use some alcohol