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wiped (ex_alluringl235) wrote in anon_rpg,

The best thing about working on Sunday was that she mostly had the day to catch up on paperwork and review case files that were relative to her training. There were only a few people in the DMLE that day and it could be rather boring, thus Hestia went to go visit with Kingsley, a superior who could easily answer her questions about the Wizengamot system. The two talked for an hour before she even thought to look down at her work. As the two of them cordially said their goodbyes for the day, Hestia was telling him a joke while she stepped out the door, pulling her hair over her shoulder as she walked out the door. She wished Kingsley a happy weekend and smiled, turning away from his office.

She only got a step away before she froze and noticed two things: there was blood on his shoulder, and the 'his' the shoulder belonged to was familiar, perfect, here. He was not supposed to be here.

What was worse, and in that moment she truly couldn't decide which was worse; the fact that he was bleeding or that he called her a liar. Hestia's mouth hung open and she held one hand up in the air, a little gasp coming out of her lungs. A liar? She was a liar?

That was so incredibly unfair.

"How, pray tell, am I a liar?" She took a step back from him and shook her head, a disappointed smile on her face. What, like he didn't do the same thing? Like he could have done anything different? "You know the statute, you.. You," she fell silent, her mind easily going back to the night they had in bed and the way he caressed her and made love to her- was that all different now?

Worth less?

"I had no idea, and neither did you. I won't tell anyone, you don't have to be embarrassed or whatever," her tone was sharp and she was hurt, it was obvious! He was disappointed to see her, and yes, that may have been the worst part indeed. Her eyebrows furrowed and she went to leave, turning her body away from him. What the fuck?