Groovy Tunes, Saturday

[furnaceface]

Jono needed to write out paycheques for his employees today. That, and only that, was the reason he'd come in to work today, in spite of the pounding headache that he'd woken up with that morning. He'd nearly punted one of the little blue men into next month when he opened his mouth to start singing some kind of joyous morning song, but Jono held off when no sound came out at all.

He glanced around the room to be greeted by the little beady eyes of the Silence not far off.

And that was how, after a quick run to T&C, Jonothon spent the rest of his day feeding peanuts to the shadowy squirrel-like thing perched on his shoulder while he worked on paperwork and contemplated making a nesting box for the weird little creature to sleep in.

[OOC: Open, OCD-freeee.]