Fandom Post Office, Monday, 4/7

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Annette was in a very good mood this morning when she came into work, just ignore the blush that seemed ever apparent as she dazed into space every so often. And actually, good mood wasn't exactly the way she would describe herself. It went beyond that. It was more like a peaceful, content, giggly... yeah, she was giggly in a cute, blushing way.

She was at work, however, and doing workly things as she straightened the counter and put away new stamps that had just come in. She would certainly help anyone who came in.

The bell was on the counter with a note: Ring me only once. Twice if you feel inclined. Further rings and I can't promise what will happen to you.

To the back of the post office she went, to sort mail.

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Talk to Annette.

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Ring the bell for service. Do it!

Mailboxes

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For your use.

Re: Mailboxes

[time-flyer-5.livejournal.com]

Jen wasn't in the habit of checking her mail regularly, being as she never really expected much of it; still, every now and then she had to see.

There wasn't really anything of note there, and she rifled through it with minimal interest: a few mailers from Jungle Karma Pizza (because she was a dorky fangirl and signed up for their mailing list), a furniture catalog that had a plastic pouch with some kind of free sample item attached to the cover, offers from Gevalia Kaffe.

She kept the catalog, though. These things were always fodder for daydreams of the slightly angst-inducing variety, and besides, she was kind of amused that she'd gotten a free Allen wrench in the mail.

Also, the Jungle Karma Pizza flyers were going into the scrapbook she'd never admit to keeping because omgsquee.

OOC

[misshargrove.livejournal.com]

Got errands to run so am going to be in and out most of the day.