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[alt_regulus]

I suppose it's to be expected that these tasks won't all go smoothly.

I gather you were less than impressed with my, ah, efficiency this week.

Should I be relieved, then, that this next doesn't ask speed? I confess (and why not? I can't hide any of it--the reluctance, inadequacy, loathing, horror--you see it all) I confess I'm not sure where to start or when I can hope to finish. But I am here. I've shifted my few things into this place. A place of my own, for however long.


I do aim to please, you know. I hope that much is clear.

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Re: Narcissa

[alt_regulus]

I confess, cousin, that I may have been teasing--ever so slightly. Apparently you were right when you said that my humour comes up short on the page.

Nonetheless, I'd be over the moon with anything you might send--keeping in mind, of course, that this is a very small bedsit. I don't have a stick to measure with, of course, but I'd say it's 10 ft x 15 ft at most. I should have paid more attention to the estate agent when I was given the tour.

If you're serious, I'll send Kreacher to fetch it. He always seems so desperately grateful for any instructions that are not Buckingham. I think he finds his hours of attendance there odi tedious.

Re: Narcissa

[alt_narcissa]

As done mine, I see. For trust me, cousin, I'm laughing.

But I am certainly serious about making your flop more palatable. Send your elf after tea.