who: Goyle, OTA
what: lunch time
where: at the Ministry, by the fountain
when: February 1, noon
rating: TBD
Goyle was having a bad day. Not because his workload was particularly large, but because he was so tired. Gregory was fussing all night, and even though he let his wife tend to their son, he still didn't get much sleep. He couldn't wait for the day when Greg was old enough to get his own drink if he woke up thirty in the middle of the night. He loved his son very much, he just wished that sometimes he was a little more likable.
Instead eating at his desk like he usually did, Goyle could be found by the fountain of Magical Brethren. The sound of the water was soothing to him, and he liked the look of all the coins in the water below. As he ate his sandwich, he couldn't help but think about the repercussions if he one day decided to steal that money. It wasn't so stupid that he would ever try it, but it was interesting to think about.
what: lunch time
where: at the Ministry, by the fountain
when: February 1, noon
rating: TBD
Goyle was having a bad day. Not because his workload was particularly large, but because he was so tired. Gregory was fussing all night, and even though he let his wife tend to their son, he still didn't get much sleep. He couldn't wait for the day when Greg was old enough to get his own drink if he woke up thirty in the middle of the night. He loved his son very much, he just wished that sometimes he was a little more likable.
Instead eating at his desk like he usually did, Goyle could be found by the fountain of Magical Brethren. The sound of the water was soothing to him, and he liked the look of all the coins in the water below. As he ate his sandwich, he couldn't help but think about the repercussions if he one day decided to steal that money. It wasn't so stupid that he would ever try it, but it was interesting to think about.