 A Poop * k8 *
The changes around the ministry were horrifying, weren't they? But no one would think Scottie thought so. He was positively cheerful lately. He was even HUMMING at work. Humming. Logan had even passed comments about his good mood.
His spirits seemed to be soaring, yes????????
It was while he was checking his insanely cool watch Logan had gifted him about a year ago now that he nearly stepped into the lifts before noticing the man who had left them. The one. THE ONLY.
"Dante Zabini. I was just...coming to find you," Scottie said with an easy grin as he touched his magical watch, and some of its noisier features quieted. It was extremely useful lately. Very useful indeed. "Imagine that," he held out his hand for the other man to shake. Was that weird? Scottie had always been a little awkward, but receeeeeeent developments in his life had made him a little less socially odd. Or more so, depending on who ya' asked.
__________________ "You can justify anything if you do it poetically enough."
Roman Gellar ● 1st Year ● Slytherin |