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fandomtownies2020-11-09 12:25 am
notallbluemonks) wrote in fandomtownies2020-11-09 12:25 am
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Atlas Gym, Monday (11/9)
Beau would neither confirm nor deny getting into a heated debate about pumpkin spice with someone at the Perk this morning when she'd stopped in to grab some breakfast, but she had a very large cup of coffee -- devoid of pumpkin spice -- when she came in to work this morning.
When she picked it up to take a sip after wiping down all the equipment and flipping the sign to OPEN, that was ... very much not the case.
"Oh, come on," she grumbled, glaring at the coffee cup and the steam curling up off of it, now scented with cinnamon and cloves where it hadn't been ten minutes ago. "Like ... really? Wow, dude, wow."
The island, it seemed, was unmoved by her complaint. Not that this was anything new.
Not that Beau was going to throw it out or anything, because she wasn't wasting perfectly good caffeine. She was just going to sigh loudly after every sip.
[OOC: God, why am I awake. Gym/post open!]
When she picked it up to take a sip after wiping down all the equipment and flipping the sign to OPEN, that was ... very much not the case.
"Oh, come on," she grumbled, glaring at the coffee cup and the steam curling up off of it, now scented with cinnamon and cloves where it hadn't been ten minutes ago. "Like ... really? Wow, dude, wow."
The island, it seemed, was unmoved by her complaint. Not that this was anything new.
Not that Beau was going to throw it out or anything, because she wasn't wasting perfectly good caffeine. She was just going to sigh loudly after every sip.
[OOC: God, why am I awake. Gym/post open!]