#rita.1

[hellohamish]

where; rita’s apartment whom; rita obvi @lamoonlux​

Hamish couldn’t believe he’d gotten lucky enough to become an assistant to someone as glamorous as Rita Skeeter. Maybe she wasn’t the biggest reporter on the beat yet, but Hamish had a good feeling she was going places. Really cool, fancy places! And Hamish would be able to cheer her on in the background.

“Good morning Miss Skeeter!” He said after knocking on the door and letting himself in after several long seconds. “I brought you croissants from that bakery you really like, and a coffee!’

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[lauredeschamps]

where; a French cafe somewhere whom; Rita @lamoonlux​

Laure liked this place, it reminded them of home. Th cooper bangles on their arm felt cold and reassuring. With the engagement and all its drawn-out spectacle was wearing on them. Plus, it was so dreary here. They missed the sun and the sea. 

“Oh!” Laure recognized the woman who had just walked in. David spoke fondly of his coworkers, especially his favorites. He spoke highly of Ms. Skeeter. “Oh, you are Ms. Skeeter, non? The reporter? Eat with me?”

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[leo-huxley]

where; a cafe near the temporary offices whom; rita @lamoonlux​

Leon had to admit that Moody’s fake death was probably the funniest thing that had happened to him in a long while. He’d even framed a copy of the article and hung up in their temporary offices. Really brought up department morale. Or at least it brought up his morale. Frank seemed pretty amused too and that was hard to do these days.

“Thank you,” he said with a solemn face as he sat down across from her, sliding over the tea he’d gotten her, “For your work. It can’t be easy to have to break the news of such tragedies.”

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