dial m for mayhem (macdougal) wrote in afic, @ 2011-08-21 14:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | !completed, character: michael corner, character: morag macdougal, player: bri, player: em |
WHO Morag MacDougal & Michael Corner
WHAT Catching up, or something
WHEN Sunday morning or thereabouts
WHERE DMLE
RATING medium?
STATUS in progress, threaded
Getting called back in on her weekend off was not Morag's idea of fun, but was typical enough that she wasn't even surprised. It wasn't half so frustrating as having to make breakfast with a hangover, and after she'd dropped the third egg she decided to raid the break-room instead. Pre-packaged calories and fat with a nice cup of tea. Perfect remedy.
Looking about as disastrous as she felt, Morag stormed the Ministry, unwilling to talk to anyone until she had a hot tea-like substance poured down her throat. Papers needed signing? "Busy." Files need reviewing? "In a minute." She shoved a mousy bloke from the Improper Use of Magic office out of the way, and poured herself two cupfuls without so much as an apology. Nobody seemed very surprised until she grabbed three danishes from one of the open boxes on the table.
"You're not pregnant are you, MacDougal?"
"Fuck off," she growled, shoving an entire danish into her mouth and balancing the two cups so she could grab a fourth. That'd learn 'em.