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fandomtownies2018-11-11 07:30 am
furnaceface) wrote in fandomtownies2018-11-11 07:30 am
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Groovy Tunes, Sunday
Jono was quiet today. Thoughtful. The Silence had wandered off overnight, which suited him well enough. It meant that the two minutes of quiet that he observed around eleven that morning were two minutes of his own making, not something forced upon him by some squirrelly little thing.
He had a lot to mull over on days like these, between losses back home and Karla's war. He'd contemplated simply not coming in to work today at all, but employees still needed to be paid, and he'd be just as likely to get lost in his own head here as anywhere, anyhow.
Considering all the things his head had been through over the course of his life, there was almost a sort of defiance simply in being able to sit in silence and remember.
[OOC: Open!]
He had a lot to mull over on days like these, between losses back home and Karla's war. He'd contemplated simply not coming in to work today at all, but employees still needed to be paid, and he'd be just as likely to get lost in his own head here as anywhere, anyhow.
Considering all the things his head had been through over the course of his life, there was almost a sort of defiance simply in being able to sit in silence and remember.
[OOC: Open!]