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At the exclamation from his table companion, Fletcher hurriedly threw two of his long hands over his food, as though to cover it from incoming poop bombs. He didn't see any immediately heading their way, though, so he cautiously plucked another bite of sushi up with his chopsticks.
"You'd think we'd have this figured out by now, huh," Fletcher remarked between bites, looking up and around them cautiously. "I've taken to traveling with an umbrella indoors. Not to mention the lifts not working properly. Seems like the place is falling apart."
And what a hassle it all was. He'd never seen such chaos at the workplace. The Ministry did not run as smoothly as even Gringotts, and Fletcher was not impressed by it currently. "D'you think the owls are breeding?" Because was it just him, or were they getting worse like... overnight?
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