fandomtownies | Sunday Evening: Perkolator

After Marty had left that afternoon, Duce had started to feel unwell. She wasn't sure why. Thinking perhaps it was caffeine withdrawl, she headed into town and hit the Perkolator.

Ordering the biggest, most strongly caffeinated froofroo drink they had, she ordered it depth charged with an espresso shot and went to take a seat in the back. Pulling her sketch pad out of her backpack, she idly began to draw a picture of Jonathan's face. As the features unfolded, his face looked almost positively angelic.

He was on her mind a lot lately. This probably wasn't a good sign. She sipped her coffee and flipped the page, outlining boxes and beginning to work on some sort of comic involving space aliens and floating foeti. Because floating foeti are funny.

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