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fandomtownies2014-02-10 03:54 pm
bitten_notshy) wrote in fandomtownies2014-02-10 03:54 pm
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Devil's Nest, Monday, 02/10
The weekend seemed like a fever dream to Jack -- or would, if he wasn't unhappily aware it was just what his life was sometimes like. He took the liberating step of burning the silk shirt he'd worn to moon over Derek and then went into work.
He was faced with a bit of an aggravating day even after the cleansing fire. He knew he always stored the employee calendar in the third drawer of the desk in the back office, but today that drawer held nothing but dust bunnies, three twisted paperclips and an ancient roll of peppermint Life Savers. After a long search, he finally found the calendar accidentally in a drawer under the till. He couldn't even imagine how it had gotten there.
The bar was open, and the DJ was mocking Jack by playing "Watching the Detectives" over and over.
[OOC: Open club, no OCD!]
He was faced with a bit of an aggravating day even after the cleansing fire. He knew he always stored the employee calendar in the third drawer of the desk in the back office, but today that drawer held nothing but dust bunnies, three twisted paperclips and an ancient roll of peppermint Life Savers. After a long search, he finally found the calendar accidentally in a drawer under the till. He couldn't even imagine how it had gotten there.
The bar was open, and the DJ was mocking Jack by playing "Watching the Detectives" over and over.
[OOC: Open club, no OCD!]