The smell of food and clattering sounds of pans and pots let me know the kitchen was occupied before I stepped in. As expected, multiple interns were cooking at the hob or eating the kitchen islands. There were even people hanging in the lounge.
Of course it was busy. After all the running around and paperwork, I just wanted to have a quiet cup of tea. I should’ve known that wasn’t going to be the case.
I turned to leave, pausing when someone called my name. I knew the recipient before I saw her.
Felicity approached, her smile inviting. “Hi. Not coming to say hello?”
“I didn’t see you.”
“You look like you could use a cup of tea. Hard day?”
“Like you wouldn’t believe.”
“Sit, I’ll make you one.” She ushered me to the kitchen island, urging me to sit down. She returned with a cup of te
