 Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
The shoulder strap of her briefcase occupying one arm and her daughter's tiny hand grasped in her other hand, Mariel made her way into the muggle cafe. She had been here on several occasions, the bad memory of her initial visit behind her, and she led her daughter up to the counter after a brief wave to her employees sitting near the door. She'd be over in a minute after getting her Regina settled.
Mariel ordered a large chocolate chip muffin for the 20 month old and a cup of herbal tea for herself. Asking for some assistance with her order and a high chair, she and Regina headed to the reserved table. "Hello, Saxon.. Hello, Deacon," she greeted them both brightly as she set her briefcase on the booth seat. "Regina will be helping out today." It had been necessary for her to bring her today. She bent down as best she could and smiled at her daughter once she had thanked the cafe worker for bringing over her order and setting up the highchair at the end of the booth. Carefully, she picked her up and strapped her in the seat.
She slid into the seat, careful not to hit her swollen belly on the table, then broke off pieces of the muffin for her daughter. "So did you want to get started or would you like to wait for Amelia?" It didn't matter to her, they could start with some of the basic things that could easily be caught up on or they could wait a few minutes. But she didn't have all day. Once her little girl was situated, Mariel pulled out some paperwork from her briefcase.
__________________ started like a knight in a fairytale_______________________________________________
ended like a moth in flames______________________
______________________don't you worry I'll be fine
_________________________________________________you were good for the plot line |