Fallon had been late at work most nights lately. Jess highly suspected her loss in the dueling tournament hit her hard. He threw himself into work when something didn't go his way either, but he couldn't quite understand her feelings over this one. So he'd just let her be, get it out of her system however she needed to. He'd suffered a far more embarrassing defeat in his foray into dueling after all.
He didn't know whether or not to expect her, but he as a bit of a night owl by habit anyway, and so was in the little parlor of his flat reading a book when she came in through the floo. It had become their routine, but as they weren't married yet, he kept his expectations low. "Hi," He greeted softly with a smile. "Not a problem," He should probably get used to it anyway. Just because he tried to skip out as early as possible these days, not that he always could, after his promotion, but that didn't mean she had to as well.
"I could ask you the same thing." He quirked an eyebrow at her as he put a bookmark in his book and closed it.
He didn't know whether or not to expect her, but he as a bit of a night owl by habit anyway, and so was in the little parlor of his flat reading a book when she came in through the floo. It had become their routine, but as they weren't married yet, he kept his expectations low. "Hi," He greeted softly with a smile. "Not a problem," He should probably get used to it anyway. Just because he tried to skip out as early as possible these days, not that he always could, after his promotion, but that didn't mean she had to as well.
"I could ask you the same thing." He quirked an eyebrow at her as he put a bookmark in his book and closed it.
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