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fandomtownies2020-12-07 05:00 pm
grenadesandohana) wrote in fandomtownies2020-12-07 05:00 pm
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Trooper Station, Monday, December 7, 2020
Steve had passed a very sad looking rickshaw covered in lights on his way in, which he half-suspected raccoons or squirels or something of decorating because he was pretty sure even the gremlins could do better. Maybe it'd been decorated after the party on Saturday?
He spent far too much time pondering this rickshaw because he didn't really have anything else to do after making the Troopers run in the cold for an hour.
The Troopers were busy pulling names from a helmet for their annual secret Santa that Steve was emphatically not being invited to join. Fine, be like that, Ralph.
The station was open!
He spent far too much time pondering this rickshaw because he didn't really have anything else to do after making the Troopers run in the cold for an hour.
The Troopers were busy pulling names from a helmet for their annual secret Santa that Steve was emphatically not being invited to join. Fine, be like that, Ralph.
The station was open!