fandomtownies | Magic Box, Monday

The town was all but deserted, in that way it got when folks from the school were on one of their trips. Eliot felt absurdly bereft and abandoned, which would make a lot more sense if he had spent any sort of time lately being social in the town instead of crashing at various people's apartments on the mainland after staying out all night at clubs and bars. But even his raccoon friend seemed to have something better to do today than to hang around the little shop, and Eliot had long since given up on trying to make his various emotions make sense on a regular basis.

Anyway, the only way to handle these sorts of feelings was to be as needlessly dramatic as possible. So he was lying on the floor, listening to sad indie music and chain smoking. Wondering just how much he could get away with in the shop before he was actually fired.

Literally anywhere else, he was pretty sure he already would have been.

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