OC: Azalea Hawthorne (main), Chip Henderson & Dale Yates (minor, not pictured)
Face Claim: Natalie Dormer
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Azalea runs across the street. Last night, she got stood up and cried herself all night. She woke up late this morning and cursed to herself. She apparated from her apartment to MACUSA.
She peeks at the hallway and everyone seems busy. She quickly walks to her desk and goes on working.
"Hey Hawthorne!", Chip calls out to her, "Mr. Graves wants to see you now!". Busted.
Azalea smooths her blue dress and enters Percival Graves's office. His eyes are glued to the papers and she stands there for a couple minutes in silence before he turns his attention to her.
"Miss Hawthorne, you're late today. That's unusual", says Percival.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Graves, it won't happen again", says Azalea.
"May I ask why?", he asks. She bites her bottom lip, trying to think of a better excuse than getting dumped on a date.
"I..., I couldn't sleep, sir", she curses to herself; is that the best she got? Hope he buys it.
Percival studies her, causing Azalea to blush a little and feeling highly nervous. He continues back to his papers and says, "No more mistakes, Miss Hawthorne".
"Yes, Mr. Graves", says Azalea, sighing in relief before leaving his office.
Azalea goes on working as per usual until the end of the day. Chip has headed home and leaving Azalea and Percival to be the last ones at their department.
She gathers her coat and bag before knocking on Percival's office. "Mr. Graves? I'm heading home now. Is there anything else you need before I go?", she asks.
"The man? Who is he?", shit, he knows.
"Um, what man?", Azalea pretends not to know and Percival glares at her.
"The man whom you supposed to have dinner with? Who is he?", he asks.
"He's from the magical beast department, sir", says Azalea, timidly.
"That'll be all, Miss Hawthorne. You may go home", says Percival.
The next morning, Azalea arrives early and she hears the commotion. The guy who stood her up, has been demoted to wand permit department. It must've been Percival's doing.
When Percival heads off to a meeting with President Picquery, Azalea approaches Chip.
To Be Continued
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