Groovy Tunes, Saturday
Saturday, January 28th, 2017 09:48 amThe constant buzz of Nanika being a present force on the island had finally gotten to Jono, to the point where he was mostly just going through the motions with a pocketful of tissues for the inevitable nosebleeds, and he was making a point to go to work today just to get out of the bloody house. Give him another couple of days, and he'd just wall himself off entirely, resigning himself to going through life as mind-deaf as he'd been back when his powers had first manifested and he could barely push past his own barriers enough to get words out, never mind pick up on the psionic resonance of those around him.
He loved you, Alluka, but your sister was very literally doing his head in. If there was a cure to be had for this, Jono wasn't liable to be much help bringing it about, now.
So, today he was at Groovy Tunes, soft jazz playing on the radio mostly because the Silence was off napping somewhere and the stereo was actually playing nicely today, and even the little blue people who lived under the shelving were being respectfully quiet. Possibly for fear of being evicted with a broom.
[OOC: Working on the weekend yey.]
He loved you, Alluka, but your sister was very literally doing his head in. If there was a cure to be had for this, Jono wasn't liable to be much help bringing it about, now.
So, today he was at Groovy Tunes, soft jazz playing on the radio mostly because the Silence was off napping somewhere and the stereo was actually playing nicely today, and even the little blue people who lived under the shelving were being respectfully quiet. Possibly for fear of being evicted with a broom.
[OOC: Working on the weekend yey.]