 Melly Bean | aussiegirl | a Supernatural freak
Hunter was leaning up against the wall at the far end of the room as far away from Borr as he could possibly get. His quick quotes quill and notepad were hovering beside him, waiting to write down something constructive. So far all he had was a tiny little doodle in the top right hand corner.
He didn't think prisoners, baseball, treason or Azkaban had anything to do with him or his department. That was until the man just ordered one of his maintenance crew to get him a coffee and a wet cloth. Hunter raised his eyebrows. Wasn't that what his assistant was for?
Speaking of...
Hunter listened with interest as Alexander explained why they were here. Well he could think of one way to liven up the place and that would be to get rid of the fat, sweaty piece of lard that was sitting at the end of the table threatening everyone. But that was just his opinion.
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