#also pls don't feel obligated to match length because I got SUPER rambly

[alice-fcrtescues-blog]

It was official. Alice Fortescue was truly and officially at her wit’s end. 

Her office was supposed to be repaired days ago, and yet here she was scribbling away furiously in her notebook at some attempt at work. Really anything that she could do at this point to make herself look productive as normal  would have been welcome, but then again, that had all changed in a blink of an eye. Regardless of the future of the Ministry, it didn’t change the fact that it was incredibly hard to get any work done while distractions sounded all around her.

From the chatter of a noisy couple three tables down to the lazy, rhythmic tapping of the wizards wand to her left, it was only becoming increasingly difficult for Alice to concentrate on the task she’d put herself on. Granted, the final straw wasn’t so bad looking back on it, but added with every single other frustration she’d had in the span of her day, it was enough to send her over the edge. A groan escaped her lips as she tossed her quill onto the table in front of her before dropping her head in her hands. At that point, she’d assured herself of one thing: the pursuit of trying to get anything done in a place like this was entirely useless.

“Right, then.” She finally spoke up after a moment of terse silence, sounding almost as if she were trying to assure herself of her own words than anyone else. “It’s just a little noise is all. I’ll just wait for things to calm down and then hopefully I can manage to get something done. Not a problem at all, yeah?”