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Anthony Goldstein (ex_goldenrul25) wrote in pandorarpg,

Anthony watched Michael go about his work with some amusement. He pondered the idea of Justin owling him. Justin was forward, but he hadn't been flirting. Anthony didn't think so, anyway. He was usually the last to figure these things out though. Normally, it was Michael who had to bring it to Anthony's attention. Still, Anthony was reasonably sure in this matter.

When Michael turned the subject to St Mungo's, Anthony beamed just a little. He couldn't help it. Even though it was hard work: sometimes grueling work. The hours were long, the stress was high and there was no margin of error. Anthony loved it. Besides, it really was time to stop talking about arses.

"Today was relatively calm. It was the usual runny noses, broken bones and bite marks. There was one gentlemen who manage to splinch himself around a hatstand. He didn't have any major injuries, but the treatment was complicated. Apparently, it was his favorite and we weren't allowed to damage it in removal. What about your day?"