Characters: Madoc Cadwallader & Wayne Hopkins Setting: June 20, 1998 | Wednesday | Cadwalllader Cauldron's | Diagon Alley Summary: Madoc is....kind of wiggin' about the Prophet
Having spent very little time sleeping Madoc Cadwallader could still feel the sluggishness in his body from the alcohol he'd ingested some twelve hours before. Unfortunately, he had to go into work the next morning and was...especially unprofessionally prepared for it. The night had been....awful and he was still exceptionally concerned for his well being. Not because he felt nauseous, but because he was certain he'd seen who he'd told the ministry he'd seen. Alecto Carrow's face along that street in Bristol was permanently burned into his brain - and it made him nervous.
Having opened shop an uncharacteristic full hour early, Madoc had spent most of the morning not doing inventory or any of the stuff he was supposed to. Not that that was anything new. Madoc took his management position rather laxly on most days and made sure the atmosphere was laid back and cool. Today, however, the former-Hufflepuff had spent most of his morning in the back store room with his head firmly placed on the table surface of a desk. He had to try and get some shut eye...and he'd been failing.
He'd greeted Wayne appropriately when the other boy came in for his shift and played it off as though he were unfortunately hung over. Though this wasn't uncharacteristic at all - it was obvious that this was the worst Madoc had ever been in that particular department. He tried his best to seem jovial despite his mixed emotions and disoriented physical state...but made a point to stay away from all the windows in the front of the shoppe.
When the morning post for the shoppe came, however, the paranoia peeked at a level he wasn't exactly prepared for. With the Daily Prophet front article screaming out of him, Madoc's pulse picked up in speed and the words, "Oh fuck." came out of him. He took a step back to reach the chair he'd been sitting in only to find that he'd misstepped and bumped into a cauldron. The cauldron tipped over off of it's stand crashing to the ground and then rolling the few feet it had to clunking into the wall. "Oh fuck, fuck, FUCK, FUCK!"