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JGOB, Friday Early Afternoon
Friday, December 20th, 2013 11:27 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
filleauloupÉponine ordinarily stopped in at the Perk whenever she decided to indulge her craving for a nice, hot, extra-chocolatey mocha, but she'd caught the barista eyeing her suspiciously a couple of days ago and -- despite not having had any designs on stealing any of the sugar packets that time -- had decided it might be best to avoid the place for a little while.
She was still mildly resentful, but nothing to be done about it, really. She got looks like that much less these days, and anyhow the suspicion wasn't entirely baseless since she had stolen sugar from the Perk a few times. Just not that particular time. She liked the food at J,GoB better anyway (or so she tried to justify it to herself), so it was fine.
Except, that was, for the fact that she had asked for a sandwich on a pretzel roll, not a flatbread wrap. And technically it was still on a pretzel roll; it was just . . . much flatter than usual.
Whatever. It still tasted fine.
[OOC: Open? Well, yes.]
She was still mildly resentful, but nothing to be done about it, really. She got looks like that much less these days, and anyhow the suspicion wasn't entirely baseless since she had stolen sugar from the Perk a few times. Just not that particular time. She liked the food at J,GoB better anyway (or so she tried to justify it to herself), so it was fine.
Except, that was, for the fact that she had asked for a sandwich on a pretzel roll, not a flatbread wrap. And technically it was still on a pretzel roll; it was just . . . much flatter than usual.
Whatever. It still tasted fine.
[OOC: Open? Well, yes.]
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