Fandom Post Office, Monday, 2/11

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette dragged herself into work. She was wearing her bunny slippers. It didn't matter, she was going to be comfortable, dangit.

She set out the bell with a note that read: The Post Lady is busy. Ring bell once for service. But only once! Or... else!!  She also set out a big bowl of Red Hots. That should keep customers busy and happy so they won't bug her to death.

Pulling up a chair behind the counter, she curled up in it with the blanket she brought with her and closed her eyes.

What? She'd totally be working if someone came in.

The Post Office is open. 

[ETA: Annette left work after A.J.'s visit, so if you come by, please note in the subject line that it is before his visit. Also, Annette's and A.J.'s conversation is NFB.]

Comments

Re: Talk to Annette

[by137.livejournal.com]

"No, just--" A.J., frustrated, annoyed, confused, not knowing what to say, wanting to hug her but feeling that that wouldn't be the right thing to do at all, just dropped his shoulders defeated and shook his head. "I'll go. You shouldn't leave and potentially get in trouble 'cause of me. I just...just think about all this other crap you're throwing yourself into to help you get over this, and maybe consider that this is all just another one...Sorry for bothering you."

Re: Talk to Annette

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

"Right... because I love heartache so damn much," she whispered and stepped out the door. She wasn't staying at work. She just couldn't.

"Bye A.J."

Re: Talk to Annette

[by137.livejournal.com]

Well, that certainly was the way it kept looking, time and time again. Why the hell else would she keep making so many god damn mistakes over and over again?

He shrugged against the chill, shoving his hands into his pockets and heading the opposite direction. A walk would do him good right now. "See ya..."