Serena Fawcett (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} serenafawcett) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} amortentiarpg,@ 2008-10-14 20:56:00 |
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Who: Serena Fawcett and Ronald Weasley.
When: Tuesday, October 14.
Where: The Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
Rating: TBA.
Status:Incomplete.
Serena had been sitting at her desk doing nothing for about an hour and a half now. She had several owls that needed to be sent, but she'd get to them later. Maybe. She vaguely recalled being reprimanded for sending them out late, but no one died. As far as she knew. She tapped an origami frog that she'd made earlier with her wand and smiled as it hopped away.
Serena yawned and laid her head down on her desk. She wasn't off of work for another five and a half hours. She began to mentally calculate how many minutes that was, but it sort of gave her a headache. Her eyes opened and she blew a bubble with her gum.
Serena sat up and examined her nails. Short, stubby, and bitten. She made a face and produced a bottle of nail polish from one of her desk drawers. She dipped the brush into the bright red liquid and was about to paint her pinkie nail when the door to the office opened, causing her to jerk and the nail polish to spill on a pile of important papers.
When: Tuesday, October 14.
Where: The Department of Magical Law Enforcement.
Rating: TBA.
Status:Incomplete.
Serena had been sitting at her desk doing nothing for about an hour and a half now. She had several owls that needed to be sent, but she'd get to them later. Maybe. She vaguely recalled being reprimanded for sending them out late, but no one died. As far as she knew. She tapped an origami frog that she'd made earlier with her wand and smiled as it hopped away.
Serena yawned and laid her head down on her desk. She wasn't off of work for another five and a half hours. She began to mentally calculate how many minutes that was, but it sort of gave her a headache. Her eyes opened and she blew a bubble with her gum.
Serena sat up and examined her nails. Short, stubby, and bitten. She made a face and produced a bottle of nail polish from one of her desk drawers. She dipped the brush into the bright red liquid and was about to paint her pinkie nail when the door to the office opened, causing her to jerk and the nail polish to spill on a pile of important papers.