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Monday, 1 December 2014 19:22Would anyone like some lemons?
The Admiral has graciously provided.
[ Stephen snappishly hangs up. ]
[ spam ]
[ Early morning, like, really early, early enough that it might even count as late late night, dressed for a run, he's lurking outside the Enclosure. Restless and twitchy, wishing more than ever that he hadn't gotten demoted, knowing that things would be worse if he were a warden right now. He doesn't particularly want to talk. He'd like to run. Perhaps a lot more than his usual.
Later he sits in the corner of the cafeteria, chin on interlaced fingers, his expression tight. ]
The Admiral has graciously provided.
[ Stephen snappishly hangs up. ]
[ spam ]
[ Early morning, like, really early, early enough that it might even count as late late night, dressed for a run, he's lurking outside the Enclosure. Restless and twitchy, wishing more than ever that he hadn't gotten demoted, knowing that things would be worse if he were a warden right now. He doesn't particularly want to talk. He'd like to run. Perhaps a lot more than his usual.
Later he sits in the corner of the cafeteria, chin on interlaced fingers, his expression tight. ]
