While the man was talking, Angelina passed her eyes by her watch, it was such a terrible habit , she was always looking at her watch, like if she had something to do or anyone to meet.
She turned her eyes to the woman that was sit next to Nathan and gave her a polite smile. “Nice to meet you Eve.” She said while she looked at the woman.

Ange raised an eyebrow. Questions. She hated questions.. at least that kind of questions however she answered.
“No, I don’t. Erm.. well..” she started talking while she grabbed her coffee with both hands and looked at the man in front of her. “From the world.”
She said, then took another slip of her hot coffee. “Erm.. I really focus on work because, it makes me forget things, because I’m so focus on it that I can’t think in anything else.” Then added in lower voice “ Things like.. how much I wished that my parents stopped paying my bills.”
That was right and really weird. Did she actually said that?
Ange had become a workaholic and she knew that pretty well, although she didn’t want to stop being it because work kept her mind busy and not able to think in other things.
Now the she started to think on it.. when was really the last time she went out with her friends?

“First days are always a little hard..” she said with a shrug. “New people, new space.. We are the new ones that don’t know anything or anyone.”
She said with a small laugh.

Gayle is sitting at a table in the corner with an odd array of items in front of her. "Arggg!" She drops her head on the table for a few minutes with a letter clenched in her hands. Then her head suddenly pops up and she grabs a pair of scissors off of the table. She begins to stab the letter, "Stupid boys, and their stupid magic. Stupid, stupid, stupid."

Heath watched Gayle stabbing a piece of paper as he headed toward the table. "I hope I'm not included in your hate for magical boys." He said chuckling but keeping his distance, who know what this girl was capable of?

Nathan watched as the girl checked the time. Was he that boring? Maybe, but still… that was a little rude, but he chose to ignore it and sipped at his pint instead.

“From the world?” Nathan raised his eyebrows, a little taken aback by this honest answer - to a man she had just met. “It’s a big world. You need to get out there and experience it, love.” he said kindly, "before it’s too late." Angelina seemed sad to Nathan, depressed even. His heart ached for her a little as he watched her. He gave her a small smile as she talked of how she wished her parents would stop paying her bills for her. “I wish someone would pay my bills once in a while” he chuckled… and then regretted teasing her. It just didn’t seem appropriate somehow. “You’re parents smother you a bit, do they?” he asked trying to make up for his insensitivity - sometimes it was easier to talk to a complete stanger about your problems. He took another drink and then looked at the woman intently.

“You’re right, love.” He replied. “I’ve met so many people today, I’ve lost count. I’ll never remember all their names.” He said and his eyes flickered briefly to the other man again, whom he was still trying to recall meeting.

His train of thought was interrupted briefly as a woman sitting near them started stabbing at something with scissors and cursing boys. He shuddered – woman could be bloomin’ scary sometimes! Lovely most of the time, but they certainly had their moments. Moments when the best thing to do was run for your life and find somewhere to hide. He watched her for a moment before looking back at Angelina and Eve and shrugging.

Right, it was a big world, and Angelina wouldn’t say anything else about it, after all
She didn’t know the man that was sitting in front of her.
Experience it?
Yeahh, like she had time to do that. Well she could have, if her head wasn’t full of work.
Which was an addiction that she couldn’t stop, in fact she seemed to like it.
“Hum.. yes.. I think I may do that.. later.”
Maybe next week.
No.. she had a full week.
Well, she could always do it next moth..

Ange raised an eyebrow while she turned her eyes to the man. “Well, the most probable thing to happen, if my parents eventually stopped paying my bills , would be for me to start saying the same as you.”
She shrugged with a smile. “Or perhaps not.. perhaps I’m like my brother.. when he finally convinced our parents to stop doing it.. he just moved on pretty well.”
Just a tiny little difference.
Her brother was more patient.. and closer to their parents than Angelina. He could convince them to do almost everything. She always tried to have their attention, but it seemed that being the middle child wasn’t a very good way to get her parent's attention.
“Erm.. sometimes.” Well, just to try and make up for their lack of attention. And when they had those attacks of heavy conscience… in those moments they really smothered her.
“Don’t yours?” she asked but then regretted it a little bit.
Again, she didn’t know him well enough to make such a question.

Angelina raised an eyebrow while she took a slip of her coffee then asked with a smile. "Why?Do you have short memory?"
Short memory!?
What was she thinking when she asked that.

Angelina didn’t seem to understand where Nathaniel was coming from. “Later.” He repeated quietly and took a big gulp of his ale. This was turning into one depressing conversation. “What if later is too late?” he asked her. “Live for today, that’s what I’m saying. You’ll never have the chance to experience, well… life again. Grasp it by the horns and make the most of your short time on this planet.” he smiled at her, hoping he wasn’t being too presumptuous with this girl. Nathan did have a tendency let words fall out of his mouth before he really thought about what he was saying, or worse, who to. He sat back in his seat, watching the woman’s responses. He got the impression that she really wasn’t warming to him.

He listened to her talk of her brother. “You should think yourself lucky that your parents care enough to see that you’re alright.” He said softly. He didn’t mean it in a nasty way. At least Angelina saw her family. “Have you ever sat down and told your parents how you feel?” he asked and then drained his drink. He was feeling better. The hangover had eased – maybe he would have something a little stronger next time.

Nathan chuckled when Angelina directed his question back at him, “No. They don’t.” chance would be a fine thing. “My mothers dead and my father doesn’t speak to me.” He said rather bluntly but softened it with another chuckle. He picked up his glass and raised it. “To families.. eh?” he toasted. Shame it was empty – but that seemed quite apt at this moment in time. “Excuse me a sec, love.” Nathan said and went over to the bar to get himself a firewhiskey and another pint of ale, taking the empty with him. They served a nice beer in here.

He returned to his seat and smirked at Angelina’s next question. “Not particularly, but names just become a jumble when you’ve met as many people as I have today.”

"It's Joshua" He said to the man. A while later, Joshua was still working on his.... work at the table while this Angelina and Mr.Greenwood talked. "Hmm.....Mars must have something to do with Marz the god instead of Marc....yes, thats right ..." he muttered to himself.

Angelina blinked for a while. What was Nathan trying to say?
She heard him with her coffee in her hands.
Ohhh. He was talking about that.
“Erm.. yes that is a good way to see things..” she said while she looked at her hands. She remembered to think that a long time ago. Before turning herself into such a workaholic.
“Well, that is very nice to say.. but.. lets be a little bit more realistic.” She turned her eyes to the man that was sit in front of her. “Like you said before, bills don’t pay themselves. It’s a little hard to experience life when you have to work everyday. The best you can do is enjoy each day the best you can.”
Or maybe it was hard just for her.

Ange rolled her eyes while she pulled her hair back.
Care.
Yeah right. When they passed by her room in their house, looked at the rooms door and suddenly remembered “Lets care about Angeline today.”
The corridor where her room used to be was on the second floor.. her parents barely ever went to that corridor.
“Well, I think I’m lucky.. at some point..” Sitting down with her parents and talking about it was never an option . “Erm.. no. I don’t think that I have to do it.”
Why should she?

Angelina bit her lower lip hardly and felt guilty of asking him that.
Big mouth. She should close it sometimes.
“I’m sorry to hear that..” would that be the right thing to say.. or would it just make the man answer even more bluntly?
She was about to say something else when she saw Nathan raising his glass and kept her mouth closed.
She shrugged and raised her glass. “Why not? To families.”
She still had some coffee.
Tasty hot coffee.

While Nathan was in the bar, Ange opened a notebook and started reading it while she took the last slip of her coffee.
The man came back pretty quickly. She closed her notebook and looked at him.
Another not very good question that she had made.
“Like I told you before, I don’t know a lot of people in here. But even if I did, I’m usually really good with faces.”
She told him with a smile and a nod.
"Do you have any siblings?" she asked him.
In fact, that her mouth asked by herself.

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"It's Joshua" He said to the man. A while later, Joshua was still working on his.... work at the table while this Angelina and Mr.Greenwood talked. "Hmm.....Mars must have something to do with Marz the god instead of Marc....yes, thats right ..." he muttered to himself.

Nathan was slightly relieved when the man finally introduced himself... again. But he just couldn't for the life of him recall meeting the man. It worried him so much that he may be loosing it, that he had to ask. "Excuse me mate." he said as the man seemed to be engrosed in his work. "Have we met before?" he asked with a baffled expression on his face before turning back to Angelina and giving her a confused look. He nodded at her words.

“You have to think positive.” Nathan said and downed his firewhiskey. Bloody hell.. that was hot! He paused for a moment. “I am being realistic, love.” He replied softly. “You work to live, not live to work.” He sipped his fresh pint of ale as he listened to Angelina, it took the edge off the firewhiskey a little. “You said yourself your parents pay your bills for you.” He really hoped he wasn’t irritating this woman, but he felt strongly about this and this woman obviously needed more in her life than just work and more work.

Nathan noted the eye rolling. He really wasn’t gelling with this woman - he wasn’t used to not finding some kind of a connection with people. He felt a bit uncomfortable. He sipped a lot more of his drink. He wasn’t telling her to do anything, just asking if she had. “If they don’t know how you feel, how can you put a stop to it?”

“Don’t be sorry, love. I’m not.” he lied with a smile - something he’d got used to over the years.

Nathan was obviously really annoying this Angelina. Maybe it would be better if he just left. But the beer was good here and he was comfortable in his dark corner. And he didn't want to leave - for some reason, he wanted to find out more about Angelina. Her found he intrguing. “I do. Five of them. Four brothers and a little sister.” Nathan replied. "I don't see a lot of them." he shrugged. “You said you had a brother. Is it just the two of you?” he asked.

Floyd stopped in the pub for a meal and a pint. It would probably be the last good meal for a way. He knew the Ministry was on his tail, so he would have to go into hiding. He decided the best place to go would be in a crowd of Muggles. Perhaps one of their homeless shelters...he certainly qualified. After filling his belly, he headed out into the streets of London in search of a place to hide.

Angelina nodded “And I also said that I wish that them could stop doing it.”
She had said that didn’t she?
Ange had to stop and think for a moment, her case was live to work.
Definitively.
“Perhaps you are right..” she told him then added quickly. “But I do have my not working moments.”
Erm, right.
When was the last time she did that?

Angelina didn’t answer for a while.
Of course they knew. How couldn’t them?
“Well, honestly, I think I just learn too live with it.”
She didn’t know if that was truth or not, all she knew was that she didn’t stayed so worried about it like she used to.
“Not a very good thing to learn to live eh?”

“Well, how can you not.” She looked at the man with a smile. He just told her all of those things about sit down with parents and talk about how she felt.. and now he was saying that he wasn’t sorry for what happened with him.
Erm.. Riiiggghhht.
“You just said to me all of those things about family and stuff. I think the change for you don’t be sorry its a little impossible.” She was still smiling and with the cup of empty coffee on her hands.
With was still a little hot.

Angelina had always thought that she had a big family.
One older brothers and a young sister.
When she head Nathan saying that he had five brothers she blinked as she looked at him “Five?” she repeated “Five? And I always thought that I had a big family.”
She listened to him while he spoke. “Oh, that is sad.” She said with a small smile. “Well, I have a older brother and a younger sister. We are all very different. ” She said.“And I do see my brother much more than my sister.”

Nathan took a few gulps of his drink as he listened to Angelina. He nodded – she had said that, but she still didn’t understand what he was getting at. Maybe he just wasn’t expressing himself well enough. Work was obviously her entire life and there was no way of convincing her otherwise. Sad, but true. He merely shrugged at her words – he was done going back on forth on the subject - they could probably end up debating the subject forever. He blinked at her next comments however, and settled his pint back on the table. He flashed her a warm smile which lit up his tired face - maybe he should try and lighten up this conversation a bit. “So what do you do in your ‘not working moments’? he asked her and sat back in his seat as he listened to her.

“No, it’s not, love.” He replied. “But what ya gonna do?” He asked rhetorically with a shrug and a wink.

Nathan blinked again and then gulped at her next words. Nathan’s family were an entirely different matter, and he really didn’t want to talk about his father at this moment in time. “I’ve tried and tried and tried to talk to my dad, pet. He wants nothing to do with me. And in your own words, I’ve had to learn to live with it.” As best he could. “I’ve moved on with my life as I’m sure he has.” Again, a little straight to the point but that seemed to be the only way to talk to this young woman. Plus, he didn’t want to go into detail. He could feel himself getting more and more tense as this conversation progressed. Nathan had never met anyone so opposite to himself. He started playing with a coaster on the table to distract himself from the tension in the air.

Nathan stopped fidgeting and looked up at Angelina. He chuckled a little at her response. “My parents wanted a girl, so they just carried on having kids until they got one. And it took them five attempts before they eventually got there.” He explained. “Thank Merlin they stopped after that!” he laughed. Five Greenwood children was MORE than enough to grow up with. He went back to his coaster at her next words. Angelina was right, it was sad – but he didn’t like to think about it much.

“Are your family pureblood?” he asked after a while. Nathan thought that Angelina must be, but he just wanted to make sure. She seemed to be repressed by her parents in a way that a lot of pureblood kids were… if they allowed themselves to be that was.

Annie walked into the pub, thinking it would be nice to grab something before going home and getting ready for another charity event that her mother was making her go to just because her brothers couldn't go this time. She looked around for people she knew about Reggie, her best friend was probley out with her husband. She saw Nathan and Angelina, they looked deep in converstation so she just stood near by and ordered a drink.

"No, but I used to be a worker in your department. Saw you today while checking for friends....they weren't there." Joshua said, getting back to his work.

Gayle looked up at Heath, startled. "NO. I didn't mean you." she said dropping her scissors. She glared down at the letter once again. " I was talking about my stupid brothers and THIS stupid letter." She said holding the letter up. "They jinxed it. They gave me this letter to give to you and I can't read it. I can't even open it." Gayle said pouting.

Edward sits at a table picking at his breakfast. He's not looking forward to going to work this morning at all. When he walked out of the Ministry of Magic a free man 13 years ago, he swore he'd never set foot in the Ministry again. Edward pushes he plate away. He's lost his appetite. Edward drinks some coffee. He thought about ignoring the order to return to headquarters. Tucker said he should become a beach bum. Sounded good at the time, but then Edward remembered his work was his life. If he gave it up, what would be left? Edward finishes his coffee and pays the bill. It's about time to get to work.

Eve laughed a little."You do a very good impression.."she said and couldnt help but giggle again."Edinburgh..in scottland..?"she asked,she'd been twice to Scottland,both times when she was a little girl,with her grandparents..She loved it there,but she cant remember much of it,seeing as it was quuite a long time ago.She smiled at Nathan..

Angelina opened her mouth to answer confidently, and just there she listened more carefully to the question in her head.
“Well…” she bit her lower lip nervously while she tried to think on an answer.
Crap.
There was no answer. She had nothing to say.
She had said that she had her “not working moments” just because.
It had never crossed her mind that Nathan would touch that subject.
“I do too many things …” she started while she pulled her hair back. “Erm.. too many things.. and I just can't tell you everything.”
She passed her fingers by her hair, she did that a lot when she lied.
Big lie Ange. Big lie.

Angelina smiled shyly back. “I think there is nothing we can do.”
While she listened to him talking, she admitted to herself that his case was completely different.
He seemed to be very different from her, at least he tried to talk with his father and she didn’t even have the courage to do it.
She wasn’t proud of it, but for her, it was easier to go on with her life, even if she had to show up for the Friday dinners that were something important to her parents, then talk to them.
Much easier.
Or maybe it appeared to be because she just wanted it to be.
She turned her eyes to Nathan when he said that he had moved on with his life and that he was sure his father had done so too.
She didn’t know what to say to him, besides, she had talked too much.
Way too much.
She really needed to learn how to keep her mouth shut.
Nathan must have thought that too.

Ange blinked at his response. “That is.. interesting…” she finally said with after a brief laugh. “How old is she?”
Angelina asked that carefully, she didn’t want him to have even worst impression of her and add to his list of worst impressions “nosy”.

“Of course.” That response just came out of Angelinas mouth. She couldn’t believe that she had actually response that way.
She hated when she did it.
She took a deep breath and continued. “My parents always teach me too see the muggles as a weaker specie.”
She crossed her arms while she thought about that then added with a small laugh. “I have a friend.. her parents are muggles.. and I tried to live with her for two months. It was.Complete.Disaster.”
She had actually done that for two reasons.
First, she didn’t want to be like her parents, and second she was really curious about the way muggles live.

“Your family is pureblood right?” she asked. She was almost sure of it.

Heath chuckled as he sat next to her and gently took the letter out of her hands. "I've pulled that one on my sister once or twice myself. I think it's in the big brother handbook." He smiled as he opened the letter and glanced down at the scrawl not reading it. Handing it to Gayle he smiled. "Here, no secrets, you can read it to me if you'd like."

Gayle grabbed the letter with a big smile on her face. "Finally",she said excitedly. She quickly read the letter then her face began to turn red. "What?" she said angrily. "Who does he think.....he...I." Gayle turned to heath and began to read the letter.
Dude,

Dinner was awesome and it was cool finally getting to meet you. My sis is mistakenly under the impression that I would ever let her live with you in the city. I have decided that the best way to solve this little problem would be for me to move in with you instead.
I will have Taylor find another place in your area and Gayle can live there with him so that he can keep an eye on her. As long as it works for you, that is. Otherwise, Gayle can stay with mom and dad for two more years like she is supposed to. Please send a message back on Gayles owl.

Grif

Heath tried to hide his chuckle behind a cough. "I thought we had already decided not to live together until marriage... did you forget to tell them?" He took the letter from her hands and read over it again. Then blushed realizing what he had insinuated. "I'm fine with him taking the spare room, if it's alright with you. It'd be hard for us to have any private time, but then they would know I'm not taking advantage of their baby sister..." Heath was mumbling more to himself than to Gayle. "There is a vacancy in the building starting on the first of next month, then you could live in the building at least..."

"I didn't forget to tell then I just never had the cha...... did you just say until were married" Gayle said smiling. "You always have a solution to my problems. He can stay with you. Taylor and I could share the other place, and when it comes to private time the Sisters Hand book also has a few secrets" Gayle laughed.

Heath turned an ever brighter shade of red. " No I didn't mean! Aww crap." He shook his head in mock humiliation and then tilted it slightly to the right and gave a bright smile. "Well then it's settled, you and Taylor will take the four bedroom two bathroom penthouse and Grif will share my tiny two bedroom." He put his hand on top of hers. "You'll love the apartment, we'll paint it however you want... I mean if you want to do it the muggle way, otherwise ..." He chuckled waving his wand.

Gayle smiled. "Oh, I can't wait to send Allen off with the reply. Grif is going to be so jealous. I would love to paint the muggle way. Some things are just better done the muggle way. I sure could use a drink after my stress filled day."

Heath laughed at Gayle. "would my favorite girl like a bottle of pumpkin juice to settle her wittle tum tum?" He winked and waved to the waitress to bring them a bottle of firewiskey and two glasses. "Do your brothers know I own the building? I can't remember if it came up at dinner." Heath hoped they didn't know, otherwise they would protest the low rent he was going to charge. "what was so stressful hon? tell me about your day."