 A Poop * k8 *
Lynley squinted at her jellies as Emmalee filled out the paperwork. She needed to order more brine soon. She was almost out, and the stuff was pretty pricey. She should also fine some live shrimp soon, too. They needed to eat live stuff every so often...
"Paper work is such a pain in the behind...I apologize." Had her thumb already chipped? That was....annoying.
Ooooooh.
A house...in Hogsmeade? Lynley turned to face her. "That is...one heck of a piece of real-estate. You're quite lucky...have you thought of selling it?" she asked, curiously...hmm. HMM. She was sure the house was quaint but...cute. And probably charming. She was thinking of moving her parents closer to London anyways...but Hogsmeade was in Scotland, right?
Emmalee's mannerisms seemed identical to all other pregnant women everywhere in that her hand...suddenly rested on her stomach. Lynley mildly and momentarily wondered what that was like before shivering and sweeping past the redhead to the mirror that hung on the wall, moving a picture frame of her brother slightly over to the left. "When...are you due?" she asked, just to make conversation.
"Also, what in MERLIN'S name will you do for maternity leave? Oh MY how hard that'll be--WHO will you leave in charge of the department?" she smirked and chuckled..."Doesn't sound fun. Oh dear, you must be stressed."
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