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Tazzie · 12-07-2018, 06:54 AM

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Originally Posted by Lislchen

There was a general consensus that it was a pleasure to meet Schuyler, yes. Olly agreed.

Now Olly wondered if she should make it an official thing, though. Was that something people did? Introduce their spouse to their employees? But then again most people working for her now already knew Schuyler. So maybe just Beatrice? But she didn’t want anyone to think she was showing favoritism. Hm. She was going to discuss this with Schuyler at some point.

She was better at these things than she was.

Honestly, Olly was starting to enjoy seeing people’s reactions to her daughter. Or at least to photos of her daughter. She wasn’t a huge fan of people wanting to hold her and cuddle her and kiss her face and all that. But the obvious glee on Beatrice’s face amused her to no end. Not that she let that show, however. She simply smiled at the other woman. “Yeah, she is.” No point denying it. Evie WAS perfect.

Wait, Beatrice’s son? “ ‘course.” Maybe she should add something more. “I’d love to see a photo of your son.” There, that sounded better.

Contrary to the Department Head's slight smile, Beatrice's was one that pulled taut at her facial muscles, a smile that could only be gracing her face when she was talking about something she was passionate about. In this case, it was babies. More specifically, hers and Olly's, and the woman was nothing short of excited. Even before she had Tamlin, she had always been uncritically fond of children. Babysitting her friends' kids was her usual weekend. She was even branded "baby crazy" by some.

So of course it was no wonder she had a wallet-sized photo album of her son, just a four-paged one but an album nonetheless, its edges appearing a little worn out from ALL the times she had flipped through it just to get through her day while he was away from her. "Here, look, this one's when I first got him," she said, pointing to the first leaf, one where she was carrying a bundle with a mop of dark hair, too small for his face to be fully distinguished. If Olly wondered about her choice of word - got, instead of gave birth to or any variation of it - then she would explain. She didn't keep it a secret from anyone, even to her own son, that he was adopted. But only if Olly asked.

Flipping to the next one, because she was animated like that, the brunette shifted on her seat to nudge closer to Olly, this time pointing another picture: one in which Tamlin was on a crawl, one chubby hand outstretched towards the camera, and sporting a huge toothless smile. He was too cute for his own good!

"And this one's when he was about seven months, probably about the same age your daughter is now. He had just started to learn how to crawl. Merlin, he was unstoppable. Is your daughter in that stage yet?"

12-07-2018, 06:54 AM	#13 (permalink)
Tazzie DERP & DIMC Mackled Malaclaw Join Date: Jun 2011 Location: Amestris (GMT+8) Posts: 11,061 Hogwarts RPG Name: Harri Ainsworth Second Year Ministry RPG Name: Owen Montezor International Cooperation Ministry RPG Name: Beatrice Castell Environmental Protection x12	❄Suaviter in modo, fortiter in re❄\| ⚕=equivalent exchange=⚕ \| pinned ya! Quote: Originally Posted by Lislchen There was a general consensus that it was a pleasure to meet Schuyler, yes. Olly agreed. Now Olly wondered if she should make it an official thing, though. Was that something people did? Introduce their spouse to their employees? But then again most people working for her now already knew Schuyler. So maybe just Beatrice? But she didn’t want anyone to think she was showing favoritism. Hm. She was going to discuss this with Schuyler at some point. She was better at these things than she was. Honestly, Olly was starting to enjoy seeing people’s reactions to her daughter. Or at least to photos of her daughter. She wasn’t a huge fan of people wanting to hold her and cuddle her and kiss her face and all that. But the obvious glee on Beatrice’s face amused her to no end. Not that she let that show, however. She simply smiled at the other woman. “Yeah, she is.” No point denying it. Evie WAS perfect. Wait, Beatrice’s son? “ ‘course.” Maybe she should add something more. “I’d love to see a photo of your son.” There, that sounded better. Contrary to the Department Head's slight smile, Beatrice's was one that pulled taut at her facial muscles, a smile that could only be gracing her face when she was talking about something she was passionate about. In this case, it was babies. More specifically, hers and Olly's, and the woman was nothing short of excited. Even before she had Tamlin, she had always been uncritically fond of children. Babysitting her friends' kids was her usual weekend. She was even branded "baby crazy" by some. So of course it was no wonder she had a wallet-sized photo album of her son, just a four-paged one but an album nonetheless, its edges appearing a little worn out from ALL the times she had flipped through it just to get through her day while he was away from her. "Here, look, this one's when I first got him," she said, pointing to the first leaf, one where she was carrying a bundle with a mop of dark hair, too small for his face to be fully distinguished. If Olly wondered about her choice of word - got, instead of gave birth to or any variation of it - then she would explain. She didn't keep it a secret from anyone, even to her own son, that he was adopted. But only if Olly asked. Flipping to the next one, because she was animated like that, the brunette shifted on her seat to nudge closer to Olly, this time pointing another picture: one in which Tamlin was on a crawl, one chubby hand outstretched towards the camera, and sporting a huge toothless smile. He was too cute for his own good! "And this one's when he was about seven months, probably about the same age your daughter is now. He had just started to learn how to crawl. Merlin, he was unstoppable. Is your daughter in that stage yet?" __________________ ❏❏❏