Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20180701181322/@comment-25828117-20180711183616

About half an hour of waiting passed when suddenly someone knocked on the door.

Harry quickly got up and unlocked the door.

An middle-aged man with a thick moustache and his hair combed back straight revealing a widow's peak stepped up.

He wore a turtleneck and blazer.

"Macdonald." Harry nodded.

"Hello Sir. These are your eggs I suppose?" Macdonald joked, somewhat absurdly.

The man was North American, probably Canadian, though his accent was hard to place. It sounded recieved, slightly like a newsanchor.