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fandomtownies2016-02-06 08:36 am
notgetkilled) wrote in fandomtownies2016-02-06 08:36 am
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Freedom Arms | Saturday
Bellamy hadn't slept well last night. There had been nightmares full of blood and violence, full of Octavia's screams and his own hoarse shouting. He'd woken up in a cold sweat hours before he had to be up and hadn't gone back to sleep since.
He was barely awake right now, sitting behind the counter, arms crossed with a look of sleepy anger on his face. Customer service would be superb today.
[Open, no OCD]
He was barely awake right now, sitting behind the counter, arms crossed with a look of sleepy anger on his face. Customer service would be superb today.
[Open, no OCD]