a little i c e {Elliot}

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Elliot too was glad that she didn't have any major problems in getting along with her coworkers, it made the day much more tolerable when she got along with the people that she had to work alongside- especially when out in the field. Of course, now that both Violet and Abigail were pregnant, Elliot hadn't gone on a mission with either of them in a very long time. Though of course, the last time she had gone on a mission her partner had gotten hit by a nasty curse. He was still in critical condition in St. Mungo's, she worried a lot about him.

She forced herself not to think on it, and instead noticed that Evylinne had finished her frozen yogurt, and that the boys at the table on the other side of the parlour were starting to get rowdy. Elliot, in not caring much for misbehaved children, squirmed a little bit in her seat. She liked kids just fine and all, but she didn't ever see herself having many of her own. Maybe just one, perhaps two, but she definitely wanted a small family after having grown up in one with four kids. That and pregnancy seemed like more an inconvenience than anything else.

But she was only nineteen, she still had plenty of time to think on that, she wasn't even married, though she and Erik were officially an item again. Elliot wasn't sure how Evylinne would react to that, she of all people would remember how nastily things had ended the first time around. But before she could bring it up, however, her cousin suggested that they leave the shop. "That sounds like a good idea," said Elliot, picking up her own purse, eager to get away from the young boys as they got progressively unruly.