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fandomtownies2009-06-04 09:22 am
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Turtle & Canary -- Thursday
Maron was slightly cross. And fidgety. And not entirely sure why she’d worn a skirt and a sleeveless shirt to work. Just, that it had felt like the thing to do. Too many feelings, really, and Maron wasn’t impressed with that.
She was dealing with that by cleaning the store. Look, it was difficult to think of... other things... when you were up to your elbows in cleaning solution. Yes, she knew that Turtle probably didn’t expect them to go insane with the cleaning supplies, but—
It was something to do. Maron approved of this, you have no idea. Anything to just make it so she stopped thinking. She avoided the romance novels like they had the plague after mistakenly wandering down there, and losing track of nearly an hour. Ugh.
Today’s Squishy Flavors: Lemon Fresh, French Kiss, Frustration (Red)
She was dealing with that by cleaning the store. Look, it was difficult to think of... other things... when you were up to your elbows in cleaning solution. Yes, she knew that Turtle probably didn’t expect them to go insane with the cleaning supplies, but—
It was something to do. Maron approved of this, you have no idea. Anything to just make it so she stopped thinking. She avoided the romance novels like they had the plague after mistakenly wandering down there, and losing track of nearly an hour. Ugh.
Today’s Squishy Flavors: Lemon Fresh, French Kiss, Frustration (Red)
Talk to Maron
Mod Your Shopping
OOC