Closed; Jemma

[drewkirke]

Tuesday was over. Considering that he had off the day before for the big Quidditch Opening Match, it felt more like a Monday. That was painfully. The throbbing headache from his hangover only made the day drag on longer than usual. He kept getting up for extra cups of coffee which earned him a few strange looks from one of his supervisors

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[jemmadorny]

There was a near stomp in her step as Jemma walked down the crowded lobby. She'd just had a very frank, short discussion with Kingsley Shacklebolt, acquiring his assistance in a new case she and her team were working on. The strong, no-bullshit Jemma was still in her as she moved past everyone scrambling home after what was likely a long first day back after the weekend.

Seeing Drew, however, slowed her down, softened her step.

She adjusted her bag on her shoulder, cradling her winter in her arm as she stopped. There was something refreshing about seeing Drew- something easy and calm. She couldn't help but smile, forcing the tough persona out and replacing it with the one she liked the best- the real her.

"Drew, hi-" she said, tilting her head slightly as she prepared to apologize. "If I'd had the chance, I would have rang you- it's been an interesting day, I'm afraid-"

[drewkirke]

He frowned, knowing just how invested Jemma was to her work. It was the same dedication that he saw in Terry when he spoke about his cases. Maybe it was a Ravenclaw thing. Drew just didn't get it.

But that didn't stop him from nodding understandingly, blue eyes meeting her's.

"Well, it looks like you could use a break. Are you free now?" he asked, definitely sounding as hopeful as he was.

[jemmadorny]

She looked down at her watch- a slight sigh passing through her lips as she noticed how late it was in the work day. She'd already had her team worked to the bone over the weekend, finishing with the fall-out from the Deputy Minister's resignation. Elections would be happening within the next week. She would be swamped, surely-

But, as he spoke, it was impossible not to miss the tone of his voice and she faltered.

"I think I could make time for you," she said finally, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Absolutely."

[drewkirke]

"If I don't force you to take a break, you'll work through the night before you realize," he told her, crossing her arms over his chest.

It was true that Drew could be a bit of a push over (especially when it came to Jemma) but he was standing firm on this one. The girl needed to take a break.

"How many times did I find you in the library during finals, not even realizing the sun had come up?"