The Boards, Monday Morning into Afternoon
Monday, August 12th, 2013 02:29 pmNatalie wasn't hiding.
Sure, she'd spent a good chunk of yesterday thinking she was some flapper go-getter, and that Mr. Moxy owned a production company, and that maybe Alec should 'go straight'. Oh and she'd stolen a rickshaw. Sure. But it was still completely coincidental that she'd come here early today, and was intending to stay a good long while, playing songs at the piano, after having gone through the theater brandishing a broom and checking that the establishment was a hundred percent gremlin free today. Those things weren't at all related.
For one thing, had she truly been hiding? Maybe she would've chosen a less obvious place, and wouldn't have left the door open. So, not hiding. Glad to have that settled.
[ooc: Open! The Boards once again posted with kind permission.]
Sure, she'd spent a good chunk of yesterday thinking she was some flapper go-getter, and that Mr. Moxy owned a production company, and that maybe Alec should 'go straight'. Oh and she'd stolen a rickshaw. Sure. But it was still completely coincidental that she'd come here early today, and was intending to stay a good long while, playing songs at the piano, after having gone through the theater brandishing a broom and checking that the establishment was a hundred percent gremlin free today. Those things weren't at all related.
For one thing, had she truly been hiding? Maybe she would've chosen a less obvious place, and wouldn't have left the door open. So, not hiding. Glad to have that settled.
[ooc: Open! The Boards once again posted with kind permission.]