Office #26, Tuesday
May. 19th, 2009 11:35 amIt was his second week of actual office hours, so of course Mitchell had taken the time to set up a TV (in case Max decided to show up) and secure a few bags of crisps (which he could eat out of when he wasn't looking scholarly). A part of him was still mildly confused by being allowed this position to begin with, but he would take it.
He leaned back in his chair and surveyed his estate. So to speak.
[[ open door, open post ]]
He leaned back in his chair and surveyed his estate. So to speak.
[[ open door, open post ]]
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Date: 2009-05-19 04:31 pm (UTC)Even if that didn't make a whole lot of sense to most people.
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Date: 2009-05-19 04:33 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-05-19 04:59 pm (UTC)After a few seconds of that, though, he popped another crisp in his mouth.
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Date: 2009-05-19 05:33 pm (UTC)Mitchell would have continued on his line of questioning, but he was distracted by a case of incoming breasts.
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Date: 2009-05-19 08:07 pm (UTC)