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Alicia Spinnet-Pucey (_alicia_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

“I just don’t want you to feel obliged to give up your own chair when you have visitors,” Alicia assured him and took a seat in the free chair. She sat on the edge, not just to keep from lounging in it, but mainly because that was the only way she could reach the floor; there was nothing that made her feel less adult than sitting in a chair and swinging her legs.

Placing her notes and files on the table, she looked at Chris. He was… not what she had expected. Sometimes his arrogance made her wonder how he ever got into charity and other times she wanted to choke him for being too passionate – bordering on holier-than-thou – about do-gooding. But there was a sweet point between those two extremes, that she liked and where they got along really well. “Please, don’t worry about interrupting me,” she continued. “If I don’t have time at the moment and it’s not an emergency, then I’ll simply let it wait until I have time, and really? I had planned on going here today, you just beat me to it. So…”

Alicia divided her pile into two, and opened the folder with her notes on the group home that Harry and she had talked about. “How much do you know about the group home initiative?” she asked him, wanting to get an idea about where to start.