 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
What a long day it had been.
The usual chipper Lucas Hawthorne was exhausted and more than ready to get home to some well deserved rest and relaxation. He’d already checked with Brody to see if he’d be coming too but his nephew was busy clocking some overtime. That was why Lucas was here by himself at Atrium moving as quickly as his legs would take him towards the fireplaces. Here and there he greeted familiar faces and politely declined offers to head out for a drink.
The Ministry employee reached for the dispenser of the nearest free fireplace and only later registered that his fist had closed around nothingness. That was certainly enough to have some of his tiredness evaporate. Huh? This was highly unusual and it left him quite baffled. “Is anyone else’s dispenser out of Floo Powder?” He attempted to raise his voice above the hubbub in order to get the attention of those nearby. |