Chapter Eighteen

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Mrs. Hartfelt leads me down the bustling streets of New Orleans, the sound of music and chatter filling the air. After a few minutes, we finally reached Alastor's radio studio.

She gives me a warm smile before pushing open the door to the studio and gesturing for me to enter. I step inside and take a look around. The radio studio is a vibrant and energy-filled space, with various staff members rushing around.

I notice that Mrs. Hartfelt was already at the don't desk and I quickly made my way over to her. She greets the young man at the desk as I give him a polite smile. "Hello, Theodore. How are you today honey?" she inquires politely.

Theodore smiles widely as he responds to Mrs. Hartfelt, a hint of warmth in his eyes. "I'm doing well, Mrs. Hartfelt. How about yourself?" She smiles at him. "I'm doin' quite well thank you for asking. It's been a while since I saw you. I'm glad you're doing well."

He chuckles lightly, a friendly smile still on his face. "It has been a while, hasn't it?" He replies, clearly happy to see her. "You're looking lovely as always, Mrs. Hartfelt."

She waves off his compliment. "Oh well aren't you sweet." Theodore's smile widens at her reaction, his cheeks slightly reddening at her comment. "I'm just telling the truth." he responds kindly.

He then turns his gaze to me. "And you are? I don't think we've met before." Mrs. Hartfelt wraps her arm around me in a motherly embrace making my smile widen. "Hello. My name is (Y/N). It's nice to meet you, Theodore."

"She's Alastor's girlfriend. I brought her along with me so we could take him out for lunch on his break." Mrs. Hartfelt says happily. Theodore's eyes widened in surprise at her revelation, a look of surprise and slight amusement on his face. "Well, well, well." he says, a grin slowly forming on his lips. "Looks like Alastor's finally found himself a sweetheart."

I chuckle slightly as a blush creeps up onto my face while Alastor's mother embraces me tighter. Theodore chuckles at my flustered state, his eyes glinting with amusement. He then turns his gaze to Mrs. Hartfelt. "I have to admit, I never thought I'd see the day Alastor settled down." he comments, his tone lighthearted.

"You and I both." Mrs. Hartfelt jokes with him as I look between the two of them. "I'd say she's the perfect one for him though." I blink a few times, surprised by her words.

Theodore chuckles lightly, his eyes still glinting with amusement as he looks between Mrs. Hartfelt and me. "Well, now I know why his attitude has been different lately." He replies with a smirk. "Anyway I don't want to hold you two ladies up. I think Alastor is still on the air right now but feel free to wait in his office until he's done."

Mrs. Hartfelt smiles at Theodore and nods in acknowledgment of his suggestion. "Thank you, Theodore. We'll do just that." She then turns to me. "Come on, dear." she says, gesturing for me to follow her towards Alastor's office.

The walk to his office is quick and when we get there she opens the door and immediately huffs as she takes a look around. I cover my mouth as I laugh quietly watching as she begins to organize his desk.

"I swear, this boy isn't usually this messy." she mutters, reorganizing the disarrayed paperwork and files on the desk. I take in the surroundings of the office, my eyes drawn to the comfortable-looking couch opposite Alastor's desk.

The room is spacious, and the large window allows a view of the bustling streets below. Mrs. Hartfelt straightens up from the desk, looking satisfied with her efforts to tidy the space. "There, that's better."

I walk up to the desk and continue to look around as I notice a few bookshelves behind his desk. My eyes focus on a picture frame of him and his mother. "That's a sweet picture." I say as she looks behind her to see it as well.

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