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fandomtownies2019-09-08 11:42 pm
notallbluemonks) wrote in fandomtownies2019-09-08 11:42 pm
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Atlas Gym, Monday (9/9)
Beau had been trailed her entire way to work this morning by a pigeon. Probably the same one that showed up every now and then to annoy her, but she wasn't paying close enough attention to the damn thing to say for sure. It even divebombed the front door of the gym as she opened it and came crashing inside before she could stop it -- not that she'd been thinking she'd need to stop it, because when did pigeons ever intentionally go indoors?
And now it was perched on the table near the calendar, constantly trying to draw her attention toward today's date.
"I fuckin' get it," she finally burst out, flipping the bird -- the bird. "It's 9/9, okay, what's the big fuckin' deal here? Am I supposed to get this reference or something?"
The pigeon blinked at her a few times, then cooed something that sounded like "Nine," and then took off, darting through the door as someone came through it and back outside.
Beau stared after it while she muttered a few colorful obscenities under her breath, then shrugged and went back to checking over the equipment. "If this is the weirdest damn thing that happens today, I guess that's okay."
[OOC: And work today is going to mean I'm next to nonexistent until evening, probably, so SP will absolutely be a thing but LOOK AT THIS GIRL'S BADASS NEW OFFICIAL CHARACTER PORTRAIT AAAAAAAAAAAA.]
And now it was perched on the table near the calendar, constantly trying to draw her attention toward today's date.
"I fuckin' get it," she finally burst out, flipping the bird -- the bird. "It's 9/9, okay, what's the big fuckin' deal here? Am I supposed to get this reference or something?"
The pigeon blinked at her a few times, then cooed something that sounded like "Nine," and then took off, darting through the door as someone came through it and back outside.
Beau stared after it while she muttered a few colorful obscenities under her breath, then shrugged and went back to checking over the equipment. "If this is the weirdest damn thing that happens today, I guess that's okay."
[OOC: And work today is going to mean I'm next to nonexistent until evening, probably, so SP will absolutely be a thing but LOOK AT THIS GIRL'S BADASS NEW OFFICIAL CHARACTER PORTRAIT AAAAAAAAAAAA.]
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She found an empty treadmill which she used for a grand total of three minutes (Not including the amount of time she needed to get her ipod set up to work) and then got bored of it. She stepped off without cleaning the machine and headed to the girl with the abs who apparently worked here.
"Hey, is there a smoothie bar in here?"
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She paused for a second to roll her eyes -- of course this girl hadn't wiped down the treadmill, half the time people didn't -- and leaned against a stair climber.
"Smoothie bar? Maybe if the island does some of its weird-ass shit again, maybe. Like, there was a random waffle bar once. But not usually. Might not be a bad idea, though."
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She slumped. "So the waffle bar is only random. So I'd actually have to come here randomly to get waffles or whatever."