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chosehumanity) wrote2010-06-03 01:01 pm
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Office #26, Thursday
Mitchell was going to head home in the evening. It wasn't like he'd been spending the past few days in his house being pissed at George - that would be giving him too much credit. It was more a sort of unwillingness to go back and deal with it if the werewolf threw another fit.
But he couldn't avoid the situation indefinitely.
Still, it was a Thursday, and that meant being in his office, going through lesson plans and trying to ignore the stupid reality programme playing in the background.
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But he couldn't avoid the situation indefinitely.
Still, it was a Thursday, and that meant being in his office, going through lesson plans and trying to ignore the stupid reality programme playing in the background.
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... that is, he would if the television wasn't so distracting.
"Hello," he said. Then: "Can you really work with that playing?"
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"Don't worry about it," Jack said. "I wasn't going to ask for anything, I just think it's funny what makes radio. You wonder if the squirrels ever get bored."
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Not moving a single inch.
"Weird to think about anyone still being here in 2015."
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And there was Emma, but she'd only be on the island for so long herself.
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