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fandomtownies2018-09-09 01:04 pm
suitably_heroic) wrote in fandomtownies2018-09-09 01:04 pm
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Caritas, Sunday
There was only so long you could put off sleep, and yesterday Atton had finally returned to the apartment, collapsed on his bed, and... utterly failed to get out of it until it was going on noon on Sunday.
He hadn't had a whole lot of time to wake up enough before work. So it was a drowsy-looking Atton you'd find behind the bar today, eyeing the more expensive bottles, and thinking potentially-terrible thoughts about calling people he might have, maybe, somewhat been a dick to over the past few months.
Caritas was open.
He hadn't had a whole lot of time to wake up enough before work. So it was a drowsy-looking Atton you'd find behind the bar today, eyeing the more expensive bottles, and thinking potentially-terrible thoughts about calling people he might have, maybe, somewhat been a dick to over the past few months.
Caritas was open.