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[henryxsanford]

They’ve barely talked to each other so far, but he knew that they would likely be seeing each other far more in the months to come. His father wanted him by his side for this campaign, and Henry of course would oblige. He always to spend as much time as he could with his father. And their times on the campaign always were very meaningful for the both of them. Alfred had caught his gaze and he had felt compelled to go over to speak to him, even if he felt a trace of nervousness, as he did about all of his father’s high-powered friends. “Mr. Danvers,” he greeted politely, “are you having a good time?” He asked, trying not to think about how when he had spotted the other man’s wife he had mulling over the notion that Jacqueline had been closer to his age than well, Alfred’s. “You must be feeling excited,” he added on subtly, imagining the other was waiting for the big surprise to be unveiled to all. It felt... well, did it feel mean to ruin the president’s party?

[isaaccdaniels]

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   “Entirely my fault, Senator. I apologize for intruding without seeking a proper appointment.” Alfred had inquired days prior on the Senator’s lunch hour, choosing a casual encounter, in lieu of a scheduled exchange; he only operated on a schedule, known to him alone. The notion of sitting on a pleather couch, waiting for some youth to stroll back from a sweet green lunch, made Alfred seethe - he’d abandoned scheduling appointments long ago, on the mere principle of maintaining dignity. He offered a hand of greeting, paired with his signature muted smile - excessive teeth showing when one smiled, was for politicians or side show attractions. After a life time in Washington, Alfred could probably state he knew them to be one and the same. “I appreciate how busy you are, Senator - but I hoped to steal a moment of your valuable time, to speak with you about the election.”

Isaac smiled at Danvers gently, shaking his hand in response. “No apologies necessary,” Isaac said. He enjoyed the little bit of spontaneity that came with unscheduled appointments to a degree. They allowed him to stay on his toes. It was like a game: no matter how much you planned, it was always good to keep your a-game up and be ready for all sorts of things. 

“Of course, come in,” he said, gesturing to his office door and welcoming Alfred into his space. “Take a seat and let’s have a chat. Care for a coffee or tea?” he said as he flicked the small automated kettle sitting on his coffee bar on. He could never get through a day without an insurmountable amount of caffeine, and today was no different.

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