bryony dunstan is on happy pills (dovetails) wrote in may02, @ 2010-11-13 14:43:00 |
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Today was a day of relaxation. It was true, if one wanted to get technical, that Bryony had no problem relaxing during the week behind her desk at St Mungo's, but she did take her job more seriously than many a person would expect. This week had been particularly tiring. Aside from the post-Halloween rush it hadn't been that much busier than usual, but Bryony had found herself caught up in thoughts about the argument she had had with her mother and the conversations she had had with Scarlett afterwards. There was a vague feeling of dissatisfaction about the way her life was going, and since problem solving had never been Bryony's strong suit, her response to this was a day of pampering to make her feel better about herself and lick her metaphorical wounds. This was why Bryony was lying stretched out on one of the big chairs in the sitting room in a simple summer dress (it was still sunny out sometimes!) when one of the family's House Elves popped into the room. With the Wireless tuned in to one of her favourite soaps and her attention focused on painting her toe nails a deep cerulean, it took Bryony a moment to realise Mitzi was there. The Elf cleared her throat in a nervously high sound and then announced, "There be a visitor for Miss Bryony, Miss." The visitor did not waste any time to enter, and when Bryony saw who it was she quickly scrambled into a sitting position, her foot with half-painted nails dangling over the edge of the chair a bit awkwardly. "Marcus," she squeaked, her eyes wide as she tried to determine whether her hair at least looked halfway acceptable. |