Edric's day had been less than pleasant. He hadn't thought work could get much worse than the morning of the 2nd, but then the 3rd had the nerve to come along and cause him even more stress. The Daily Prophet was always on the dining room table first thing in the morning, so there was no oblivious bliss on his way to work—but then he'd been bombarded by nosy coworkers with questions regarding the future of his marriage.
Like any dutiful employee, he'd managed throughout the day, spending the last hour or so preparing to go home and face his wife. He didn't want to seem angry or upset or insinuate that he wanted to annul their marriage, but it wasn't a topic they could avoid whether they loved each other or not.
However, it immediately became obvious how much he'd been truly dreading the conversation from the moment his eyes met Febby's. He flashed her a small smile in return, but his gaze dropped elsewhere a moment later.
"Busy. Apparently there was a skirmish between the lawyers in the Department, which was entertaining to hear about," he responded with a forced chuckle. "And you?"
Like any dutiful employee, he'd managed throughout the day, spending the last hour or so preparing to go home and face his wife. He didn't want to seem angry or upset or insinuate that he wanted to annul their marriage, but it wasn't a topic they could avoid whether they loved each other or not.
However, it immediately became obvious how much he'd been truly dreading the conversation from the moment his eyes met Febby's. He flashed her a small smile in return, but his gaze dropped elsewhere a moment later.
"Busy. Apparently there was a skirmish between the lawyers in the Department, which was entertaining to hear about," he responded with a forced chuckle. "And you?"
— set by MJ! —