Robert was busier than usual. Recent events had caused many sleepless nights and made his brain work overtime. He was starting to drink French Roast like Khaat used to before she became pregnant. He didn't remember quite when he'd evolved into doing that, but he figured that his friends would notice the change from his standard Earl Grey to French Roast.
He had also started back to carrying a silver cigarette case with slim, expensive, handmade Italian cigarettes and a silver lighter. He could have used his wand but that felt like overkill. He was, at this point, still careful not to let Kate see him smoke, but eventually she would notice the silver case was no longer in his desk drawer where it had been for years. His eyes fell on the headlines in the newspaper. It was a grim reminder that the times were changing. Frustrated, he motioned the coffee pot to refill his cup for him, and it snapped to attention and proceeded to float over to refill the handmade pottery mug he preferred. He tossed the newspaper into the wastebasket--just as he heard a knock on the door.
"Come in," he said, flicking his fingers to open the door magically.
by Judas Nathanial Lucifer Sat Jul 23, 2011 9:14 pm
