02-14-2017, 05:49 PM
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| Ashwinder
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SPOILER!!: Aaron & Becca Quote:
Originally Posted by PhoenixRising  It was because he lost in his own thoughts that it took Aaron a moment to realize someone had been talking to him. Merlin, what? He really was getting old, wasn't he? Looking around just to be sure, he frowned at sight of a cat nuzzling a wizard a few paces away, but well yea she was definitely talking to him.
She'd introduced her name but truth be told, he was fairly famous - least in the sports world - so he held off saying who was, for now at least. "My opinion? Yea sure?" she wasn't trying to be a thief of all the free cafeteria beverage coupons, was she? Because that wouldn't be cool. Aaron uncertainly held his bag out for her to have a peek, unconsciously wishing he'd taken his coupon and pocketed it already. Quote:
Originally Posted by Becky Becca offered the man a small smile when he seemed surprised that she was talking to him, but then he quite happily offered his goody bag to her. Reaching in, Becca took out the t-shirt and held it up. "What is your honest opinion of this t-shirt?" That was all she would take from his bag because she was a good girl. Plus, she wasn't going to steal anything right in front of him. Becca was far more subtle than that if she needed something. Rose was actually nervous for this Ministry Orientation gala. A night out with her new co-workers could go exceptionally well in the first impression department or it could just turn into one giant disaster, that she just wanted to quickly erase from memory. If only Rose could have persuaded Leo to come along for support, but she was 32 years old so she couldn't ask him. It'd be like reverting back to teen years and she was an independent woman now and proud of it.
Pulling some dark strands of hair behind her ears, Rose entered the Check-In Area and clickety-clacked her way over on white heels to compliment her pink dress, to the goody bag table. Apparently they got presents on their unofficial first day of work and a nametag. If the nametag she had to pin to her clothes everyday was hideous could she just refuse to wear it or would that mean breaking some unspoken work rule?
Overhearing a man and a woman talking nearby about the content of the goody bags Rose moved closer to them after picking up her temporary ID which she stared at for a good long minute the, before she muttered out loudly in exasperation as she waved it around in the air. "Is this for real? Is it so hard to type Rose Kitridge correctly? I'm not called Roseann, RosieRose or Kiltridgers!! I refuse to wear this ID, can someone give me a new one?"
Giving the man a closer look, Rose momentarily forgot her exasperation as she blurted out in wonder "You're Rose, Aaron Rose, that plays quidditch, aren't you?"
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