Louis slipped quickly through the office doors, ducking his head low enough to keep himself hidden from any supervisors that might be lurking about. He was supposed to be heading toward the cafeteria for lunch, but how decent was lunch when you sat by yourself eating the goop that was served daily? He made his way through the maze of cubicles, hoping he didn't look too much like a hunchback as he passed the openings and small glass windows.

He had really been expecting more from this job, though he'd known his expectations were wild and probably ridiculous. After spending two years exploring the world, being contained to a few floors of the Ministry felt like prison, even if he was learning about the proper rules and regulations that came along with dealing with other countries. Louis had always been one to get off on his brains and charm, but here there was structure. It'd only been a week and he was already beginning to feel as if they'd locked shackles around his ankles.

Finally, he reached his destination and jumped into Adian Rosenberg's cubicle, "Lunch? Can you go to lunch now?"

Louis looked over the parchment sprawled across his friend's desk and muttered, "Yes, lunch should happen now."

He blinked up at the ceiling of the hospital room, arms lifted over his head as the nurse examined his slowly healing wound. She was making some idle chatter about how good it was looking, and how he'd regained so much color back in his cheeks, and just how strong he was! Thomas rolled his eyes in plain sight of the woman, and he was glad that she'd taken slight offense to it and opted to finish tidying up his bandages and pulling his shirt back down. Thomas' crossed his arms over his chest as soon as the examination was done and rolled to his side, away from the open doorway.

As much as he was physically feeling better, he was still mentally exhausted. His parents had been hovering nonstop, his sister had managed to release a statement about how she was doing, and the long nights alone had let his thoughts wander, and wander, and wander.

A knock on the door startled him before his thoughts could trail off like they had been, and he peered over his shoulder to tell the nurse to leave him be, but was surprised to see that it wasn't the handsy nurse, or his parents. He turned over completely and gingerly pushed himself up on his elbows.

"Hey," he said, surprised.


( ...but she felt... fine. )



ooc: so apparently Thomas and Saoirse are popular people and instead of flooding the comm with a million threads, Emma came up with the idea of a 'group' post of sorts where the two can have various threads with whoever wants to visit.

WHO: Louis Bonaccord and Saoirse Mullet
WHAT: Meeting for a Slugclub Brunch
WHERE: Outside a restaurant on a muggle street somewhere out there
WHEN: Last weekish?

( I did not know you could reserve a table for brunch, but I suppose you learn something new every day )

WHO: Therese Bonaccord and her magically appearing brother, Louis.
WHAT: St. Mungo's is filled with surprises
WHERE: ST. MUNGO'S
WHEN: Sometime today!

( I cannot visit my sister without being interrogated? )