who | Susan Bones and Theodore Nott. what | They are assigned to the same project at the Museum. when | October 18. Afternoon. where | Egyptian Exhibit. The Museum for the History of Wizardkind. Diagon Alley. status | Closed. Incomplete.
Susan groaned, running a hand through her long wavy hair, consumed with frustrations. The other person she was to be working with on this exhibition had placed a protective spell around it and when Susan attempted to tamper with it, it threw her backwards. Whoever had done it was going to get an earful from her as soon as they came around. Which better be soon. Susan was ready to just give it up, and that wasn't something Susan would normally do.
Sitting on the bench next to the exhibit, Susan tapped her fingers impatiently against the book in her lap. This wasn't the best day to have to go through this. Having not slept, again, the night before, she was already irritated. She stood up, finally at her wit's end, about to walk off, when a man approached. One she slightly recognized, but couldn't place a name to.
"I really don't appreciate being assaulted at work.." She said, stiffly, crossing her arms against her flat stomach.