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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack Zander Adair loved his job even on those days when sleep was scarce as a result of staying up late to complete an assignment for one of his two classes. Especially on those days when Sophie wasn't around and he was able to make lesson plans without distractions. Perhaps he loved his job the most when he was actually there in the nursery, around the children getting to do what he loved doing the most.
All of this to say that typically he made sure he was present in the nursery at all times. The only real chance he got to take a break or talk to someone outside of his little corner of the ministry happened to be very early in the morning before his shift technically began.
With that in mind, it was very early when he found himself behind January's door. But hopefully not too early, as he was hoping to speak to her before the day really got started. He knocked on the door and waited.
She was LATE.
Well, technically she wasn't late at all, in fact, she was still quite early, but January was late on her own standards. She liked being early everyday for multiple reasons, but that morning had been a little troublesome. Her daughter had a full blown meltdown because she wanted to wear polka dots, but the blue polka dots were too small due to a recent growth spurt and the pink polka dots were "wrong" for some reason. She settled on her heart patterned dress, but then she didn't want mummy to go to work, so she stayed behind a few minutes to hold her until she cried herself to sleep... and then left her husband to deal with the tantrum that would inevitably follow it.
Nevertheless, she was finally arriving to her office when she saw someone there knocking at it. And to her pleasant surprise, it was Zander Adair, the charming young man who just began at the nursery that she totally loved and adored and wanted to adopt. "Ah, Mr. Adair. Good morning to you." She greeted him with a smile, slightly out of breath from taking the stairs (trying to stay fit in her old age of forty something). "I hope you haven't waited long," she said, unlocking her door with a wave of her wand. "Would you like to come in?" |
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