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fandomtownies2008-09-26 03:48 pm
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The Perk, Friday Morning
Ray was celebrating the fact he had, um, tackle again with coffee. That was his story, and he was gonna stick by it. Since he didn't have a place of his own yet, that meant the local coffee place, regardless of the looks they mighta given him when, after ordering his coffee, he dumped in the usual morning's load of M&Ms.
Like he cared.
He crashed down at a window seat, stirred his coffee, and stared at whatever happened to be coming by on the streets. Couple of days (no, wait, like a day) until he got to go in and talk to Mustang, and he was antsy.
[ open perk, kids ]
Like he cared.
He crashed down at a window seat, stirred his coffee, and stared at whatever happened to be coming by on the streets. Couple of days (no, wait, like a day) until he got to go in and talk to Mustang, and he was antsy.
[ open perk, kids ]