Office hours- Friday
Hermione was having an argument via owl. It was going about as well as you might think.
It wasn't so much that it was a bad argument. She'd accepted a new job here in Fandom that would keep her here longer than she might have initially planned, and Ron wasn't as happy about this opportunity to try something new and interesting as she was. She'd written to tell him, and he'd replied faster than he had to any of her other letters, and then she'd written back, and it had just gone on from there. But it was beginning to get difficult to keep up the appropriate level of outrage about his insensitivity to her wants and needs and all. She'd cooled off about it after sending the second owl.
Her latest reply was half-written, sitting on the desk. She meanwhile was cleaning out her office and thinking that bickering just wasn't right unless you were in the same room.
[Oooopen.]
It wasn't so much that it was a bad argument. She'd accepted a new job here in Fandom that would keep her here longer than she might have initially planned, and Ron wasn't as happy about this opportunity to try something new and interesting as she was. She'd written to tell him, and he'd replied faster than he had to any of her other letters, and then she'd written back, and it had just gone on from there. But it was beginning to get difficult to keep up the appropriate level of outrage about his insensitivity to her wants and needs and all. She'd cooled off about it after sending the second owl.
Her latest reply was half-written, sitting on the desk. She meanwhile was cleaning out her office and thinking that bickering just wasn't right unless you were in the same room.
[Oooopen.]