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fandomtownies2014-03-02 04:45 pm
myownface) wrote in fandomtownies2014-03-02 04:45 pm
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Demon Marcus, Sunday
Okay, today was a tiny bit weird. Weird in that way that Fandom was just prone to being, Sparks kept telling himself. Weird in that way that had him walking into the shop to the sound of numbers being read on the radio, interspersed by occasional chimes. Try though he might, he couldn't get the station to change, and actually unplugging the speakers didn't really do anything to stop it.
After a while, he could tone it out. But for most of the day he was going to slowly go stir-crazy, folding shirts from a shipment that had come in rumpled and putting them out for display. He was never going to get used to this island's weirdness. Ever. But he only had a year and some change left before his own graduation, and then it wouldn't matter any more anyway.
He'd... just keep telling himself that.
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After a while, he could tone it out. But for most of the day he was going to slowly go stir-crazy, folding shirts from a shipment that had come in rumpled and putting them out for display. He was never going to get used to this island's weirdness. Ever. But he only had a year and some change left before his own graduation, and then it wouldn't matter any more anyway.
He'd... just keep telling himself that.
17... 73... 991... chime!
[Open!]