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Maybe it was time to leave her to her work. , he thought as Mona started to scribble something on the parchment. Ugh...
Tristan didn't much like that question. Talk about himself? Fine...
"Well..." he sighed before continuing, "A year after I...graduated from Hogwarts, I started to travel around the world." What else... "I got an owl telling me I got a position here at the Daily Prophet....and so I came back." There. Short and precise. He shuffled in his seat.
Looking down he noticed a crumpled up paper cup in his hands and frowned. Oh, it had been the one Mona had given him. Huh. Tristan must have crumpled it unconsciously.
"Should I come back later?" he eyed the parchment Mona had infront of her "Or, maybe there's some work to do?"
"If you don't mind my asking, what is it you do Miss Mona? I mean...Do I report to you?" |