Tuesday, October 15th, 2013

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Éponine didn't generally care for weeks like this when the island was so quiet and relatively empty; it seemed too silent and a bit more lonely than she liked, so she'd been happy to take on a side job running a few odd packets -- she wasn't asking what they were -- out to the mainland early this morning.

She might have changed her mind about that by the time she got back, though, no thanks to an unfortunate encounter with a mud puddle and a passing truck just as she was returning to the causeway, because then there were muddy tracks to clean up in the post office lobby. Though really, she reflected as she toweled her damp hair off behind the counter (thank goodness for keeping a couple of changes of clothes stashed in the break room), at least so many people being gone meant that she'd been spared some of the indignity of having to squelch muddily back through town. And she really was quite indignant about the situation; she'd gotten awfully fond of 21st-century bathroom amenities.
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Being essentially home alone should've been a relief. No stupid phone calls. Well, less stupid phone calls. No boss hanging over Tamsin's head. Even Ralph and the boys seemed to have calmed down considerably.

But nope.

Tamsin, clad in a smart black suit, slumped back in her seat. She had a pen in her hands she'd long since taken apart. "Why did I take this job?" she muttered. "I'd be more useful working in an old folks' home."

She threw the pointy part of the pen. It embedded itself in the bullseye of the dart board.

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As far as Jack could tell, the island was all but empty.

This actually suited him fine. He had the full moon and midterms to get through: it was easier to do those things with a minimum of distractions. He'd spent most of the week so far in his room or at the club. But tonight he wanted a ridiculous coffee drink he didn't trust Tiny to make properly, so he was at the coffee shop with a tall cup of something loaded with whipped cream and hazelnut syrup.

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