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arboreal_priestess) wrote in
fandomtownies2017-05-08 12:43 pm
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Devil's Nest, Monday
Ugh. Verity had spent the weekend combing through the sewers looking for a nest of ahool and had managed to pick up a cold while she was at it. She was slumped over the bar, clutching her hot toddy to her chest in hopes that it might soothe her sore throat some and Tiny was throwing tiny packages of tissues at her and spraying down every surface she touched with disinfectant.
"Aren't you, like, immune to germs or something?" she asked, glaring at him.
[Truth in RPing, no OCD today]
"Aren't you, like, immune to germs or something?" she asked, glaring at him.
[Truth in RPing, no OCD today]
