starter for @dreammakcr
location: muse: ginny weasley
The beginning of the fiscal year made his job more and more difficult. Investment banking was easy if you knew how to gamble. Blaise was one of those lucky few. Unfortunately, the people who employed him were not those lucky few. Ignored advice took a few years off of his life, especially when the client would turn their blame to him. He was tired. He was ready to go home. And his time at the bank was coming to a close. Of course, someone had to show up at the end of his shift.
A tuft of red hair was all he needed to know who this was. "How lovely... A Weasley to add onto this horrific day.," Blaise mumbled under his breath without a care if Ginny had heard him. "What is it that you need?"
